Remembering the days when I would just forget
about mornings
and hide under the
blankets
till it would be dark again...
And
so very grateful
those days belong to another dimension,
another
aeon,
another galactic memory field...
So
that I got up this morning
only to witness the glimpse of a day
that
looked like a night,
cos the sun had forgotten to rise,
a thick and
heavy fog was crawling all over the roofs
and the atmosphere was
saturated
with a pale ghostly silence.
Heavenly bliss !
