Sunday, November 12

Good Morning

There's a moment every morning, just between sleeping and waking, where I am allowed a fleeting moment of blissful peace before the gates of my mind open and I remember.


3 comments:

DaGince said...

I have been there, tis a wonderful place. Next time you are around stop by and say hello. I'll be the one wearing the orange shirt.

Needtsza said...

"....I turned to look but it was gone, I can not put my finger on it now. The child is grown, the dream is gone....."

Ok, so prolly not appropriate but twas inspired by your use of wording here =)

Can't be mad at a Floyd reference. That'd just wrong

Scott said...

"oh what a beautiful MOR-ning..." ::yawn:: I can't f'ing wake up either.