sail to the moon

I'm sitting in my kitchen while Karolina munches on the only food in our place. We're both waiting for the wave of sleep to hit us. I think it's already hit me. I'm going to go ride my bike in the morning, forget about my day until I meet reality. Maybe as hard as I hit a giant bush yesterday, who knows? Today was an odd day, things started feeling less difficult, almost. Though sometimes I make it difficult for myself. I went for a walk to clear my head. I went along the seawall eating my Kit Kat, almost choked when I found out how far I walked. Sometimes it's hard to think with other people around, no matter if there's noise or silence. Even though I feel a bit better, there's still a heavy weight in my chest. I guess it's just old feelings. The moon and water were put perfectly together, as though they were there for only me.