The Melee of Single Motherhood

Saturday, January 2, 2010

Half asleep when I wrote this one

When you're in that place in between sleep and waking; your body swaying like a boat on a breeze. You feel yourself floating into the ocean-dark and away. Your thoughts wander and the body twitches until conscious streams of thought bring you back to land, but only for a minute. Then you are off with heavy head nodding; two stones for eyelids.

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