To put it in a nutShell
To stare down at the world from the heights of corporate glory was intoxicating.
The world has in store more humble pursuits for those that would weild power too great for it.
If, when all that mattered has come to an end, and all you desired has come to naught, do you despair or reevaluate, facing the realisation that all you did covet was life itself.
In that instance, between the moment of truth and the feat of strength, when the very world stands still around you and even time dares not breathe, your only true companion through the ordeal is sleep.
I wonder if that should've been instant ::) Poetic license, Nerr nerrnyah! :p
Those last thoughts before you fall asleep. Counting the sheep. Watching your day. Living a world that could never be. And finally shutting down your faculties such that the slightest thought causes your head to pound. That final moment before you go to sleep. That is the moment I need to know. And that is the moment that shall be my key.
posted by Sindy Clawford @ 3:33 AM
4 Comments:
i read counting on sheep..
baa. baa.
baa.
how can you SLEEP through all that noiiise?!
Counting Sheep, On a Sheep, Elevation gives a better view as we jump over the fence :p
NormallyI sleep just as the story is getting good :( Lose da plot! ;d
weird, the other day someone said how no one says :b :p
It's out of politeness for all the normal people who can't turn their heads around ;)
I do like not to show off, truly (A)
Oh and I STILL cant post a comment on yoru blog, ARrrrrrgh! :(
So weird :-/
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