I want to go someplace by the water with a blanket and a hot tea.
I have the words and the pictures on the tip of my mind, just out of reach.
And I've been working myself into a coma, where no energy is left to create.
No energy left to sleep.
Perhaps instead I SHOULD take my blanket down to the water and drink in the stars to sooth me with their burning reassurance. Burn the tense energy from me so I can relax again.
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