double edges
i'm not really one of those people who spend all their time planning for the future. but i exist a lot in it. that feeling when you throw off your blanket and wake up to an empty day pregnant with possibilities, or when you turn off the main road and come face to face with the ocean - they're of the same ilk. a sudden widening, the viewfinder snatched away. sleep was attempted (in vain) earlier tonight, amidst teeming thoughts of possibilities. now, four hours later, it's light outside my window, and inside, doors are opening everywhere.