can fall asleep when there isn’t a chance in hell of me doing the same I get a very strong urge to bang on a pot while running around my room screaming and naked. And then when they wake up (1.4 seconds later) look at them stunned and proclaim “oh sorry dear, did I wake you?
Bahaha, when I first started reading that, I thought you were gonna say some Hallmark shit like how beautiful it was to watch the dreams come and go beneath their eyes in the lasting moonlight. Then I remembered who you were.
“According to Greek mythology, humans were originally created with 4 arms, 4 legs & a head with 2 faces. Fearing their power, Zeus split them into two separate parts, condemning them to spend their lives in search of their other halves.”—Plato’s The Symposium
not much chance,completely cut loose from purpose, he was a young man riding a bus through North Carolina on the way to somewhere and it began to snow and the bus stopped at a little cafe in the hills and the passengers entered. he sat at the counter with the others, he ordered and the food arived. the meal was particularly good and the coffee.the waitress was unlike the women he had known.she was unaffected, there was a natural humor which came from her. the fry cook said crazy things. the dishwasher. in back, laughed, a good clean pleasant laugh. the young man watched the snow through the windows. he wanted to stay in that cafe forever. the curious feeling swam through him that everything was beautiful there,that it would always stay beautifulthere. then the bus driver told the passengers that it was time to board. the young man thought, I’ll just sit here, I’ll just stay here.but then he rose and followed the others into the bus.he found his seat and looked at the cafe through the bus window.then the bus moved off, down a curve,downward, out of the hills. the young man looked straight foreward.he heard the other passengers speaking of other things,or they were reading or attempting to sleep.they had not noticed the magic.the young man put his head to one side,closed his eyes,pretended to sleep. there was nothing else to do- just to listen to the sound of the engine,the sound of the tires in the snow.