monday*

“in a dazed and whole heartily confused yet i can still tie the laces on my shoe”

“another fragment here, written softly across the lines shelter from rain sketched in lowercase”

“yet another resonance, mapped in quiet rhythm, angels wandering between pages”

“threads of thought unravel, stitched back together in quiet resolve humanity slowly dissolving”

“every child was once an angel*, only some have long forgotten*”

“one's bedroom is where dreams are born and die*”

“everything is one thing, but change is everything*”