nothin' but time

It is three am on a Saturday. Where did the evening go? Oh I don't know.

Swallowed up by solitude my soul has forgotten how to rest. This week has been strange and is unusual still. 

Dividing thoughts and discarding those unnecessary is a harder task than i thought it might be. My mind feels as big as the sea and just as deep. Maybe deeper. Definitely deeper. I know because i took the biggest thought and placed it on the bottom of my ocean mind and then used my fingers to count how many days it took to float to the top. 

Time can be daunting when with each moment comes another thought. 'Be brave', I say. 'Be brave!' For time is all that the world can give and all that I can give myself. Nothin' but time. 

Cat Power gave me ten minutes and fifty-six seconds of bliss over and over this evening to calm my sea. You should listen to it too, if you got the weight on your mind.

It is three thirty-one am on a Saturday.