quietly i slipped into cheap 100 thread count sheets on a bed i knew nothing about.
and through all the itchiness, i could feel my blood pushing itself through my veins. through every inch of them. it would start in my heart and pulsate throughout my entire body; arms, legs, brain, neck, shoulders, toes. i contemplated the ups and downs and decided that this strange bed was a raft. i contemplated more, and decided i was unstable. i pushed myself to accept that i wasn't firmly planted, and i wished someone would turn on the gravity and pull me back onto shore. but i just floated away, and expected to stay lost in my dreams forever.