Diary of a Space Out Junkie

daydreaming. staring blankly into space. waiting. gaping at the massive tangents, like meteors crushing onto walls. the anticipation building. here it comes now. a grand explosion. of fireworks. of fiery crimson reality catapulting from up the endless sky, heading towards the crystal idealism where i hid the purest of my thoughts. its coming now. wait, don't wake me up just yet. not 'til i witness the outburst. oh please not just yet.. [E]