oh to be nearing 24

Snow Patrol's "Somewhere a Clock is Ticking" is hauntingly beautiful; I've been listening to it on repeat.

Gary Lightbody's voice is amazing, its so vulnerable and commanding at once.

I love being up this late. My chin's against the pillow and the computer screen is dim, the fan is purring in the background. My mind is fuzz, the crackle of the black and white Spackle on the television screen when cable's out.

The twilight zone, a false sense of security. Too tired to feel the darkness of the day, heart too light to sink between the sheets.

Tomorrow is the day before my 24th birthday. 24 has an old feel to it, like a loved t-shirt that's wearing thin because I've worn it so much. I miss the days of The Velveteen Rabbit and the Como Zoo and forts and don't-touch-the-floor and thinking my parents were happy, that they were young gods, before they were small and bloodless.