the walls of my town felt rather snug this morning.

a modified, sideways step downstairs seemed apropos to accommodate the suddenly close-grained walls of the house.

i awakened with a newfound urge to abide where the architecture is hidden and few, where my soundtrack is breeze and moonlight.

i long to fall free into a space of head where worriment and panic sign a letter of cease and desist.

puzzling my way ’round the slithering pitch of my brain whack, landscapes lofty and sublime restore serenity to a ping-pong set of nerves.

do you ever feel as if your soul lacks the space to properly stretch?

where do you go to unfurl the wings of your heart?

thursday happy to you m’loves.