-summer downs

A day had past by before I began to pounder dream that did not fade from my mind like others. I found that since I had nothing to do during these slows times, my mind would wander alone, with or with out me, talking to heart in great conversations of ifs ‘how comes’, and ‘whys’. I would listen in here and there as I emptied my e-mail of junk, dark through out my home, my safety so silent, my face so still, my thoughts at a chill. But as soon as thought, “Would you of talked to this man had he been real?” I had to stop my self and think, with a chortled almost sharp response my thoughts quickly burned to, “No, no, I’m to passive aggressive...to...to shy. For anything...like that.”, but why? what would of been so hard to just say hi, a once in a life time opportunity...you have a trust in your heart that asks for him by name. “By name?...” A life time of wonders that you find, a destiny that will bind, don’t be so blind! “No! Foolish...a dream...it’s really to sad that....well all to much is really to sad.” Springing my self out of office chair, my eyes were in relief of no longer having blue light of sedentary computer screen blaring at them. Stretching like a tight band, I waited as computer behind beamed off in shut down, “Bed...” My feet were cold and bare, my mind heavy and tired like a wilted rose, I lumbered clumsy towards dark hole in shadows that was door way to my sanctuary, my bedroom, that smell and warmth of blankets that I knew so well. As I laid a weary head down on a pile of lumpy pillows, I thought graizingly to my self, “My life really is comfortable...not exciting......not lively really, but tolerable.” And with that I found ease enough to sleep deeply.

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