02.03.2007 (Saturday), 03:11 AM

Live Dreaming

....from planet earth...

...jolted awake...was it the furnace, no, it was the dog....sleeping on my head. now i can't sleep for a while. must walk the tightrope. i'm an aerialist, not free falling but suspended high as a kite...floating floating. what? oh, it was tangled sheets....a cool drink of water and a bit of wingwalking in the hall...i'm a wingwalker...this plane is my life...balanced on one foot, arms outstretched, i'm wingwalker...and it's time to sleep....again.

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