Sunday, September 1, 2013

As I lay me down to sleep

I was exhausted after my first week of school, so I greedily watched an extra half hour of television and hit the sack. I was so tired that I didn't have the energy to ignore the spasms in my legs, that is my CP. I can only feel these spasms as I fall asleep or when I'm really weak. If I feel them from the former it's just mildly annoying, if it's from the later, I find it terrifying.
That night the spasms felt familiar, just like the bass waves I find so comforting. It was somewhat of an epiphany, to realize that by taking up bass, I am by proxy, taking back something I can never have control of.

[Look there's no orange in this, it's all brutally honest.]            

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