May 13, 2007

I wish you could see the sky right now. It is a blue that is neither royal, nor bruise, nor cobalt. It is like something manufactured for a movie. A shade of blueberry no one but me has ever seen. It is there beyond the trees, beyond the horizon, beyond the beyond. It is magnificent and fleeting. If I go inside to pee and mix a drink it will be gone. Forever.

It tastes like adventure. Adventure and pain medication. Oh, what a wonderful cocktail it makes. I think that color may be the reason vision was created.

It does not make me feel insignificant as it does necessary.

Necessary and co-dependent.