Now it's 7 36, and I haven't slept a wink all night. around 5 30 as the sun rose I looked around me. All my favorite people were splayed out in varying degrees of dreaming. The concrete balcony that we adopted as our communal bed was littered with 5 hour energy shots, empty red bull cans, and pringles packages. With my guitar idling beside me, having already served it's purpose in composing my sunrise lullaby for all my friends, I was left to be my own companion.
As I watch the sky shift from navy, to periwinkle, and then to dusty blue, a wave of warmth fell over my face. Rubbing the grit from my eyes, I soaked it in, pure, untainted, natural. As my fingers laced themselves through Lo's hair, her head resting on my knee. I felt momentarily at peace. For the first time in a very long time. It won't last long. It's already fading. The moment I cross that border from Virginia to Tennessee I know the anxiety will kick in. I'm not going home. Or it's not the home I used to know. I'm scared. I'm scared out of my mind. Maybe there will be some sunlight there too though. Maybe.
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