Away

It must have been the stuffiness of the house, windows closed and the heat on, which put me to sleep before I could post this morning. The cloudy sky had cleared again and the air turned cold. I looked wide awake at the stars and the moonlight and then went indoors and promptly crashed on the couch, waking two hours later to a pink dawn but yet unable to keep my eyes open. Now that I'm finally awake, I feel as though I had a hangover. It's terrible to feel as though you have a hangover when you know you didn't even have the fun of getting drunk. Maybe I'll lay in a stock of booze for the winter, just in case this become a habit.

The partly clear sky of morning had been covered by clouds once again by the time I woke with a vague memory of sunlit dreams. The world and I are out of sync again.

( Sunday Verse )