Thoughts wander with me prior to sleep. Brought together, the vaguest of acquaintances. We share a logic not the logic of my days, an ambling lucidity that lulls me, eventually.
Falling asleep seems just that. I sense the descent. There are moments when I become suddenly aware of the velocity with which I fall and the shock brings me to full consciousness. Startled, I remember that I was dreaming and catch fragments slipping by me like the scattered tale of a passing comet. There seems no sense to them.
Posted by M. Plumber
2 comments:
Good post mad plumber. I really relate to this. Sometimes I wake up with such a start that I think my heart might stop altogether.
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