morning

Thursday, March 01, 2007
morning
this morning, like all mornings, i found myself curled in a ball trying to untangle myself from sleep. it seemed to be a losing battle. i reached up with what little strength i had and switched on the light.
a few minutes later there was a light knock on my door. i thought myself deluded and ignored it. another minute the knock persisted. i moved like a pre historic monster escaping the tar pits and opened the door. one of my guest house boyfriends was standing there with a tray of chai, one glass for me.

these are the things i will miss.