the sea is a molten sheet of gold under a cotton floss sky

Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night (and occasionally at dawn), grab my phone from my bedside table, and write poetry in it. Haven't done it for ages, but I used to do it all the time - I think I get really insightful while I'm asleep ahah. Some of the stuff I just found in my drafts:

He peered at me through a frosted glass window of confusion - 2.30am

Having a conscience is brutal - 1.16am

He was the only one that would look at me, and talk to me like I was worth anything - 12.18am

It's not what is said, but the intention that it is said with, that has much impact - 11.40pm

I woke up last night and my bed was in a midnight river of tiny silver stars - 6.18am

And a story that I wrote in my sleep (yeah, I don't get it either)..

It was so right, and so wrong to want someone this way. He'd spent half an hour in her company, and already he'd had 13 fantasies - 12 of which involved her and himself, and the 13th involved her, him, and her best friend... which was weird for him, as he was usually quite conservative in his daydreaming, but, nevertheless, made him ache in a way that was both uncomfortable, and at the same time, really very pleasant.

Actually, I think I had a dream along those lines, and woke up and wrote it in my phone.. I'm fairly sure in the dream, the boy and the girl were walking along a pebbled beach at sunset. How cute!

I wish I could make a living from writing poetry. That would actually be such a good life.

I got asked to go for a run with my neighbour in like half an hour. Not too keen to do exercise to be honest, haven't done any proper exercise for probably about a year, don't know why I should start now..

It was such an amazing day today, I was filled with love for so much of it, apart from when I almost passed out in drama, no bloody idea why, but I had a terrible dizzy spell, and then decided I should probably go eat something. I ate almost $5 worth of brazil nuts before too, and am feeling well sick now.

Due to the amazing weather, and my great feeling of love, I have decided that I don't care if people use me, as long as they do. Which is slightly masochistic of me, but who give a fuck, I want what I want, and I'm prepared to be in pain even because of it. Jesus, I'm truly screwed up!

Listening to:
Pull My Heart Away - Jack Peñate (yeah I know, iTunes single of the week's a bit embarrassing, but his voice is bliss, and especially how he pronounces 'wall' and 'hall', I swear I'm in love)
Courtship Dating - Crystal Castles
Such A Rush - Coldplay (another unreleased song from like 1998)