warm blanket
my whole life i had been protected, wrapped up in something like a blanket that had been stitched together from all kinds of different things.
but people never notice that warmth until after they've emerged. you don't even notice that you've been inside until it's too late for you ever to go back - that's how perfect the temperature of the blanket is. for me it was the family and the friends. all this embraced me ever so softly.
now i'm having lots of excitement attacking me from every angle, and i'm really happy with my Independence, but every once in a while the memory of my life in that warm blanket hits me so hard that i can hardly stand it, and i start feeling sad.
but people never notice that warmth until after they've emerged. you don't even notice that you've been inside until it's too late for you ever to go back - that's how perfect the temperature of the blanket is. for me it was the family and the friends. all this embraced me ever so softly.
now i'm having lots of excitement attacking me from every angle, and i'm really happy with my Independence, but every once in a while the memory of my life in that warm blanket hits me so hard that i can hardly stand it, and i start feeling sad.
