blinds lay vertically asleep as the rising sun creeps through. my legs are crossed at the ankles and i'm lying on my stomach on blue sheets, nylon spread in front of me. the shadows of the trees dance methodically in the wind just outside the window. a subtle gray surrounded by bright gold cut outs of the outdoors. i want to paint birds on the wall b/c the piano music tells me to. it flutters over the beat. i found a dirty dime on the desk and my clean clothes are jumbled inside a white cotton sack i carry them to and fro in. tomorrow school starts and i have a new notebook to scrawl pen marks on blue lined paper.