The Bright Clouds

The people who understand me ...

well, they really get why, in the springtime, i can't sleep because the energy of the sky is different. And, the clouds, are brighter, by way of street light or sun, or perception, it doesn't really matter.

All that matters is that it *is* more difficult to sleep because the sky is begging me to be awake. To be aware. To write and play frolick like I should and used to.

But now I am too old, with too serious a job. Now, I just miss the old things, that honestly, Evan doesn't even understand.

I'd say he's about 3 out of 5 fingers when it comes to understanding me. He thinks it's 4 out of 5, but honestly, is understanding always what it seems?

Chase understood me. Steve too. But, that just plain didn't work out .. maybe for the understanding.

xoxoxox