what's the use?

...of this heart
...these legs
...this brain?

seems pointless, but i push on.

dream 69

i knew it was odd to receive some words after several months. a smile ran across as i read the meaning words, a smile until i realize it was a dream.

i awaken to a pounding heart. i wonder if this is why my timing has been off these days. i'm waking up 2 hours early or 10 minutes late. my clock hasn't quite figured it out yet and it's not much of an excuse no matter how true it be. maybe it's all connected? pumpbumppumpbump...heart, why can't you be normal? pumpbumppumpbump.

i wish i could tell my heart to just chill.
there's no point in getting worked up over nothing.