Monday, September 6, 2010
I fell asleep again, as I told myself I would. My rapidly-firing brain could not help it, he wanted that dream back, the euphoria was great. Acorns fell from the trees as my sleeping eyes fell upon his face, there in the distance. I was swirling, swirling, swirling; out of control I was unhappy. In the arms of the One, I was safe, suddenly nothing could reach me anymore. Awakening to the chirping out the dawn-window, I was still safe, one sock left on, I stood.