bowls in a china shop
i woke up from a dream reading some sort of subtitle that said "we are swedish socialists" in a movie about a girl gone missing. at heart i am my fathers daughter. at heart we are both socialists. i went to a waterfall yesterday to breath air you can only find near water.
i also killed a spider today
and for that i am not sorry.
i am scared. i have metal objects that fly through my cornias ignore my iris and go straight for the optic nerve.
i have never been this tired.
i have never questioned the people i know this much.
the waterfall is actually a failed damn built long ago