Today

I'm saddish
I can't understand one thing
I miss you
I don't seem to get what's going on in my own country
I'm uneasy
I want a bottle of red wine
I like rain very much
I know I don't know where to go next
I read the newspaper and
I wish I didn't
I hate flowers
I'm not an activist
I sang completely out of tune
I think a little
I know you don't expect anything from me
I can't learn Euskera
I talked to my cat
I drank way too much coffee
I'm sick of the post-modernist speech
I want to dream
I skipped my French class
I really really hate war
I saw one pretty butterfly
I believe you

L.R.