Zzzzz
April 3, 2002everything was sleep to me, today. the untouched patches of carpet in each empty cubicle. the endless roll of bubble wrap abandoned in the corner of the office. rosie thomas’s caramel voice oozing through my headphones.
all i wanted was to sliver onto my carpet bed, lay my head on a bubble wrap pillow and drift off to rosie’s lullabies.