turning in

Now we are listening to HP Lovecraft with the lights out and lying in bed. This music swells with crying crooning feeling, and I'm feeling like it's one of those things that brings the body along with the mind. I love being flattered, and I feel sated with praise. Sita made a poster as large as a wall with sweet declarative colors covered with facts and ideas to direct the world away from disaster. At times tonight when I sang I felt that thing I want to feel.