you're something else

i know you roll out of bed in the morning like molasses--i know. i do, too.
i know you try and close your eyes fast enough to catch that dream you loved so much--you weren't ready to wake up! You weren't ready--i know. i do that, too. it never works. but then sometimes it does. sometimes it works out just so that the day you wanted to hate so much comes at you with all these things for you to love new. sometimes that person you hated so much yesterday does something so bold that you remember you used to love. you remember all the things that made you feel like flour and then you don't need to remember that unfinished dream--i know, i do that, too.
i know, sometimes i don't know--you know. you do that, too.