I don’t need sleep anymore, though I slept like a child last night. The deep, easy sleep of a child without a care in the world, one much less high strung than I was. And I awoke easily, on time, peacefully, with no alarm set. That is the real miracle. A stress-free, blissful even, awakening.
I don’t need liquor or coffee anymore either, though I’ve had both in the past 12 hours. Neither was out of need so much as wanting to hold something in my hand. As though if I didn’t hold on to something I would just collapse into you.
Food is inconsequential. I’ll have some, I suppose, to fulfill some sort of duty to my body, since it once thought it needed it. But, I think I could run for days just replaying it all in my mind, that is more than satisfying.
4 years ago • Notes