Tuesday, March 13, 2007

Sometimes VI

Sometimes, when she wakes up at 3 in the morning, it all makes sense. There is perspective. She knows she doesn’t matter in the grand scheme. But it’s ok. She can live with it. She goes back to sleep content in her insignificance. The vastness of space is accepted. Peace edges in.

Only sometimes, though.

2 comments:

Vidya said...

This is definitely something I can relate to.

DreamCatcher said...

wonderful!