So I roam these open roads
Feb. 10th, 2012 02:35 amI have so missed the long, late driving.
In that space, there's a deep anonymity to the open land. The darkness, and the fact that at any given moment no one knows particularly where I am, spare my immediate company (tonight,![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
auto_destruct), and the moving, always moving, I think create enough of an analog to the deep-beating sea that it calms away a lot of things. There have been an abundance of bad dreams, lately, and me without clarity enough to remember them for any kind of analysis. I need to start writing all of this down again; I really should make time first thing in the morning but the fact is, I don't want to.
I don't want to sleep at all. I may go try to close my eyes a little while.
In that space, there's a deep anonymity to the open land. The darkness, and the fact that at any given moment no one knows particularly where I am, spare my immediate company (tonight,
auto_destruct), and the moving, always moving, I think create enough of an analog to the deep-beating sea that it calms away a lot of things. There have been an abundance of bad dreams, lately, and me without clarity enough to remember them for any kind of analysis. I need to start writing all of this down again; I really should make time first thing in the morning but the fact is, I don't want to.I don't want to sleep at all. I may go try to close my eyes a little while.
