Saturday, May 31, 2008

A Piece of Bound


Oh sleep, sweet nectar of mortality. How I wish I could do without you. As much as I love the magical land you take me to and the comfort you give me, I ask for only a night or two...elve. If I could have this time, the next eight hours, to work away uninterrupted, it would be a dream.

3 comments:

Heather said...

Beautiful--and exactly the reason I end up staying up SO late.

BrittanyLane said...

I love how tense she looks. I can't quite place her expression. She seems content to be bound, and yet undecided about something... Very thought provoking.

ducklips said...

Oh, I feel this way so often. Hence, I am up at 1am. Very well put.