22.02.06 - 4:12 p.m.

in my less gracious moments i envision your reaction to things. to knowing things. to things i am doing right at that second. i sometimes wish you could fly over me, ghost of christmas past, and i could feel for a second your shoulders tense; your heart stop; your eyes narrow. these feelings don't last long, but in overriding logic and common sense, they make me feel more human.