A gecko sounded in the distance, it was approaching four o’clock in the morning and the birds were still asleep. The back of his head hurt, he wondered how someone could feel this bad from trying to sleep. It was the nightmares and uncomfortable dreams, maybe it was his unconscious fears expressing themselves. A breezeContinue reading “Monday”
Tag Archives: Mornings
The Morning
He got out of bed and automatically walked to the kitchen as he had done as long as he could remember. Thinking nothing he clicked the switch on the electric jug. Another day, he hadn’t done a blog post for days he thought as he patiently waited for the jug to boil. He remembered hisContinue reading “The Morning”
The Looking Glass 