Stay Inside the Lines Im living on the upside, needing nothing but more time to continue to do nothing and I am loving it. My days are made up of lovely things, like playing through an entire book of classical piano music, half just to prove to myself that I still can play and the other half because music is soothing to my soul. I wake up early and watch the Oregon sun creap up through the cloudy sky until it pushes through a crack in the fog and reflects off the red walls of my room I've missed so much. I enjoy a large breakfast, home cooked with fresh vegetables made just for me by the boy whom my love belongs to, followed by an afternoon nap atop his warm chest under an open window. I drink my long missed iced drinks and drive in solitude to the soul-pouncing beat of Marley reggae, thinking about nothing more complex than how to describe the content I feel in just existing. Play the few notes I know on the guitar, sing words of nonsense, make a smoothie out of peaches I found, and type it all out. I kid myself into thinking that I would ever need intoxicants when I have this simple life, always waiting for me and loving me with all the right moves. God bless  ¶ 5:22 PM