Rendezvous
27 April 07 : 12.38 AM
Tonight is slow and tonight drags on forever. My phone is away from me, mostly because I don't expect anyone important to call. I've been distant like that lately. Sometimes.
Danii's in the mainland. Our anchestral ground taking in old rust and communism and all the little things that brought us here so far away from home. Please come back soon, my skin is not used to the absence of warm flesh of another caressing and stroking every inch of it in the middle of the night.
Danii's not here.
In his place lie PJ Harvey and silent walks and chai tea and distancewithpeople and maybe some air to breathe before I kill myself over nothing.