2.27.17
in bed
in the dark
you could be anyone.
but you’re not. you’re you,
and that is enough.
and i’m me. is that enough?
is the sound of my breathing to you what the sound of your breathing is to me?
here in the dark.
Written at 12:32 at night, in bed, in my bedroom, in Agoura Hills CA, while suffering an acute stomach ache.
