" the long ache "


the dreams which turn into feelings upon waking, with no description in words, only gradients of color. how to translate such full-on emotions? through confusion until daylight takes away the images?

for that shifting moment between the storyline ending and the turmoil of returned awakedness, there lies a beautiful vast valley of endless possibility. canyons of thought with multiple delta'd rivers streaking through the depths of their formations.

this is that pining for understanding while navigating. this is that electric sparkle which pops and whizzes about like shattered stars. this is that dark magic finding shape amongst flashes of brilliance.

tonight's homework:

attempt to discern the form your dreams come together and dissipate. these are important experiences to note; each moment valid, and each memory archived for a later time.