I wake up, and we’re in New York.
I wake up, and we’re in New Jersey.
I wake up, and we’re in Maryland,
but I can never remember falling asleep.
We’re doing eighty down a roadway
paved with nightmares and dreamscapes
to a rock and roll soundtrack
that fades to static in the digital dead zones.
Caught somewhere between sleeping and waking,
between leaving and arriving,
nowhere looks quite like home,
but you can never be too sure.
the edge of everything
April 29th will mark one year for me on Ficlets.
I have sworn to uphold the values of the League of Awesomess. I shall hereby be known as Pens: Wearer of the Green Hat of Awesomeness. :]
So I love winter, but summer’s my season. Aimless driving, summer music, open windows, sunglasses, and thunderstorms seem to renew me. Late nights and lots of inspiration. Yeah, summer’s my season.
I’m looking forward to the prospect of beginning college in the fall, which is a little scary and a lot exciting.
And all at once, the crowd begins to sing.
Sometimes the hardest thing
and the right thing
are the same.
all at once : the fray
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SERIES
The Castle in the Air, written with kwatz and pen.up.girl and still in the works, begins here: http://ficlets.com/stories/30409
Hey Jude and Dear Prudence, written with Promises Broken & Backs Turned and also still in the works, begins here: http://ficlets.com/stories/29143
Published on March 03, 2008.
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