Tuesday, August 21, 2012

High.

I woke up from a dream humming. My neighbor told me sometimes he hears melodies in his dreams and he wishes he knew how to write music so he could write the notes down.

I woke up from a dream.

There are some feelings you will never be able to describe, not in words, not in music, maybe not even in dance. How would it look like? Jumping, skipping, hands flaring, spinning, jumping again...

Maybe I could paint it? Then it would be yellow and purple...and yellow, yellow, yellow.

Maybe just having a smile all day would do.

And no, I did not have sex and neither am I on anything...lol. I wish I was though.

I am just...

I don't know. It was just a nice dream.