Friday, May 11, 2007

The quiet before the sleep

Quiet. Everyone is gone or asleep. The dog snores next to me
on the couch. I'm not alone much, so it is peaceful - yet is
strange.

These days I don't think about much, deep or otherwise. It is
like everything went on hold, the emotions, the dreams, the
desires. I don't want much and am satisfied to just go
"thataway" to see what is there.

I wait to start caring about much of anything, but I don't.
It all really doesn't matter. It is all just "small stuff".
Mostly I read, and live in my fantasy world.

This isn't passionate existence, but it is calm.
Are comfort and peace all that ultimately matters to me?
I can sort of understand why people start wars.

Gives them something big to do....

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