Sober nights

   On sober nights, I like to have lonely, solitary self-therapy time, through blasting loud but serene music, overdosing on Aquafina, and looking outside the window, watching people. I ask people hypothetical and curious questions, and write words that I find are blissful together, words that sound like honey and tea. Iron and Wine in the background, as I cut pieces of paper, and invisible hands touching. 

    Sober nights are all nights, therefore I am usually at some level of photographic soul-sighting and euphoria, wallowing up useless emotions.