Lucid

I want to sleep forever and reside in my dreams
To frolic through a collage of different specticles and scenes
An escape from the insufferable, cruel world at large
I want to sleep forever

I want to sleep forever so I can live in my dreams
The ruler of the lands, the queen of all kings
With nothing to fear but the darkside of the conscience
I want to sleep forever

I want to sleep forever and fight my inner demons
Provide peace of mind for all bothered and exhausted
Float on utter bliss; those monsters, I'll never miss
I want to sleep forever

I want to sleep forever and never show sadness again
Bright, long-lasting smiles on weekly sullen days
Created and maintained in a variety of ways
I want to sleep forever

I want to sleep forever to erase everything
I want to sleep forever and feel warmth again
To bathe myself in content that won't ever end
Let me sleep forever

-Roberta Day, "Lucid"

Desert Places

Snow falling and night falling fast, oh, fast
In a field I looked into going past,
And the ground almost covered smooth in snow,
But a few weeds and stubble showing last.

The woods around it have it -- it is theirs.
All animals are smothered in their lairs.
I am too absent-spirited to count;
The loneliness includes me unawares.

And lonely as it is that loneliness
Will be more lonely ere it will be less --
A blanker whiteness of benighted snow
With no expression, nothing to express.

They cannot scare me with their empty spaces
Between stars -- on stars where no human race is.
I have it in me so much nearer to home
To scare myself with my own desert places.

-Robert Frost, "Desert Place"

Nostalgia

Walking into a little shop by the name of "Country General Store," I was hit with a wave of pumpkin and cinnamon scents that sprouted from the candles littered about: it smelled like fall and winter. I was immediately taken back to feelings of home and of the holidays, and nostalgia hit me like a brick.

Overcome with reminiscence, I just stood there for a moment. I'd been so busy with school and work and life, I hadn't noticed how long it's been since I've been home and how long it will be until I go back. And then I realized just how much I miss it. I miss home and Ellie and especially my boys and especially my girls. There are so many wonderful, beautiful people that are so far away, I don't quite know what to do with myself. I guess there's not much I can do, but wait. So I'll be waiting for the holidays and the parties, for the fires and the chats, for the sweet reunions.

It's not often that I'm filled with such nostalgia, but when it does come around, it hits me hard. But all that's now left to say is, December, do hurry along and get here soon. There are so many I'd love to see and embrace. ♥

City Lights

I could really use a nice, long, night walk in the city. Downtown Seattle comes to mind, but that's just a dream. But what a wonderful dream it is... I can just imagine strolling the streets, wandering through Pike Place Market, gazing through the shop windows... ah, that sounds heavenly. I'm tired of this Southern California sun, this humidity, and this polluted air. I'm not saying that Seattle's much cleaner, but that bay air is just so nice. Riding on the ferry to Bainbridge Island or just meandering down Alki Beach, the breath of fresh air really is of fresh air. And when the rain falls, the whole world smells alive. And those lights, those bright city lights...I have no words to describe them. They simply beacon me home. I want to be lost on those streets, walking without an aim, just enjoying my own company. Or if you were there, too, that'd be grand -- I wouldn't mind a hand to hold. And we'd stroll in silence, just relishing in being alive.