Transatlanticism

i keep falling into a pit, every slow weekend is the same,
i listen to Death Cab with the lights down low, i try and get work done, because this is the perfect environment, but i wallow hours away, casually doing nothing online, looking at tumblr posts and refreshing my facebook homepage like a loanly nerd.

it's at this time i kinda feel alone, i can't help it, i'd feel less alone if i was more alone. if the people around me were people i didn't know and the people i do know, i didn't know what they were up to. i'd be less alone in a place which i didn't know.

if there was something i could have would be, to lie on my bed on my side, facing a person who i dreamt about the other night, who was facing me. because that felt perfect, just lieing looking into each other's eyes and just smiling as i move their hair from their face.

but it was just a stupid dream right?