whatever/disappearing

turns into hope
i can't wait for the happy violins

insomnia was
i almost fell asleep on my feet tonight while standing and waiting for the bus in minus twenty degree weather

cold was and is
i have to hand it to the newfoundlanders
they sure know how to make a great winter hat

shift into red candy berries, pringles, apple-cheddar pecan muffins and lemonade...
sleepy now
it will all somehow be okay