12.10.07 - 12:28 am

ill try to describe this. small worlds can be had. this room. inside my jacket. the lobby. the kitchen. some laughs are so intense they illicit the same physical response crying would. if i dont look at sphinx, hes not wearing the same outfit in my peripherials. julie leaves to the bedroom, and i worry she wont come back out. maybe she needs help in there. the fire is a tower from halo. it melts the acrylic shield. blue light escapes from beneath every key. someone is definitely hiding pressed against the wall next to the stairs. the best part about all of this...is how the things around you that youve become so familiar with suddenly can not be the same places. your imagination allows them to change. in the morning theyll just be as they were, but for now...this room. the kitchen. inside my jacket. they can become different places all together. and its not often i want others inside it. id rather the episode occur beyond my control.