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About a Boy (Stream of Consciousness)
3.5 more hours of work to go and I�m having a hard time keeping my eyes open. It doesn�t matter what I try to read or how I try to distract myself, every time I sit still for more than 30 seconds at a time, my eyes start sliding shut and my head nods forward. It�s going to be a long afternoon. I asked for it though. It�s a pleasurable kind of pain. He asks me if I�m making up for lost time and at first it feels like he just pinched me awake from the sweetest of dreams, but I remember that he doesn�t know (because I didn�t tell him) about how I woke up in the middle of the night to feel his chest pressed against my back and his arms wrapped around me in the gentlest cocoon and I didn�t go back to sleep after that because I was afraid of missing out on that feeling. It�s not about making up for lost time. It�s about making the most of this time. I am happy. |
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