Sleep comes and goes, dreams burst out and fade, their meanings unchallenged slip away. Light drips in between the window blinds, fallen from a star far away. Strangely we think of it as being "ours" as it's energy arrives into our systems. Twitching, scratching and gulping we turn to and the realization of morning's arrival surfaces automatically into a fuzzy consciousness and so another day begins. We breathe in and out and rub tired eyes ... newly disorientated passengers and arrivals on the world's edge.
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