Prompt: Boats

I love the feeling I get when I’m on a boat. I most frequent water taxis rather than ferries. The constant up down, the sun is usually glinting off the water through my sunglasses and into my eyes but I don’t stop staring. The feeling I get in my stomach when we drop from a big wave, adrenaline washing over, wanting it again. I listen to the waves crashing and watch the white water turning from our wake. I’m headed somewhere, and the boat is what’s taking me there. 

Stream of Consciousness: Bus and Feelings

I'm sitting on the bus surrounded by strangers and my mind is all over the place. generally, though it''s on you. to quote The Lizzie Bennet Diaries, and Darcy, specifically, "I was in the middle before i knew it had begun". it really sums up the way i feel about this whole situation. it hadn't been until i said it out loud that i really knew i meant it. I like you. Who is 'you'? The internet doesn't know, hell, I don't even know. I know your name, I know what you look like, and I know what your voice sounds like. But I don't know you. and that scares me a little. I don't know how to strike up a conversation with you. fuck, i'm not even good at this 'boy' thing. I'm so lost with it all. but maybe that's okay. 

(i did this on the bus last night and it felt so good to just get this off my chest)

bliss

my sleepy brain
sees your face
as i walk into the room

sip coffee
wake up some
i lean on your shoulder
feeling the bliss

(i'm going to be attempting BEDA! look out for poems, flash fictions and stream of consiousness)