Screaming for the next 24 hours as air currents that are imperceptible to humans push me haphazardly around until I collide with something, fall, and then get picked back up into the air by those very same air currents only to be tossed about some more.
I meditate under the couch. No one sees me unless something rolls under there or they move it in an attempt to clean thoroughly.
depends on whether I keep my mind or not! Ideally I'd be listening to conversations under the couch or atop a shelf (ideally in someone else's house). Otherwise, I'd be making someone sneeze.
Peaceful rest for 9 hours before somebody opens a window. Then it's time to fly WHAAAAAHOOOOO
"Realize that your eyes are made up of atoms that are microscopic/And are mostly space/They're in fact filled with the substance of your life/Your very essence fills these spaces/And even if through accident or through surgery/Those powerful structures have been removed out of your body/Relax.../Let go.../Expand" (Chain of Missing Links, The Books). Sending love
Eh, I've also been exacerbating my nearly-lifelong insomnia with wantonly unsound somnial habits this summer. It's stupid, isn't it? Take it easy