May

May reminds me of my grandfather cause he was born May 2 but his birth certificate said May 3 for some reason and so he had two birthdays.

It is really easy for me to picture his face and I keep painting it without realizing it. He is looking at me from the big unfinished piece behind my door, eyes closed.

The sun is shining, I have no food in the fridge save a couple of apples and all I want to do is sleep. I want to feel the sun on my face and my muscles working but not enough, sleep is so strong there must be a spirit that wills it.