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Monday, October 8, 2012

Sleep

3:04, it says on the clock. Time drips into hours, then days, and then nights. The TV is on, a random series of pictures and muted sounds. It is 3 A.M. and I am still awake.

I feel the need to write something, to react to something, but there are no sentences forming in my head. The darkness of the room envelopes me and the only thing I feel are the dogs' breathing against mine, slowly, surely.

I must be falling asleep. There are no thoughts, there are no words. The room is dark but it is getting darker.

I bid the night farewell, I close my eyes and leave you, for now. I give in to the silence, a temporary slumber and the death of all the words, at least until I wake again.

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