1 day leading to the final count.
1 more entry.
24 hours more.


when I walked past crowds of people today, their faces flashed me by like daisies - all white around them but yellow in the centre.

'LOOK AT ME'

so i refused to.
and glided past.
in cruise control.

and everything was still.
messy still.


but mornings (despite sleeping less than 2 hours)
have this unique quality to lift my spirit up.
it is as if the orange sky is the shade of my mental landscape,
and I can always find inner peace momentarily, if I stare hard enough.

and that was enough, for me to carry on yesterday. to live through that day. and come to this point, today.

i'm building my history tomorrow.