boemia
wake up
a scottish wake
waves, mostly it makes me think of waves
as if I were lying on the beach, on the wet packed sand
the waves break and wash over me one wave at a time
wakes me up
saltwater in my mouth
Blotches, like my nose gets blotchy, my whole face, in fact, when I cry. Cried today, but it was a short cry. I'm tired again. But I want to work. Blotches are mistakes but they are part of it.