Waking Up
I shielded myself in the darkness.
Sepia vision?
Shape shifting.
Jump cuts.
Who are you?
Dead. Black. Nothingness.
Brriiiiinnngggggg.. Stop!
The world takes light and reality commences.
I created this blog out of impulse. I have always wanted to write something fictional which in truth is simply an extension of myself. I become things I only dream of becoming, or do things which I could only accomplish in thought. Fantasy is far more appealing than outright reality.
2 Comments:
reminds me of what usually happens right after i wake up in the morning...
my penguin stuffed toy staring straight at me as if saying, "feed me, master! breakfast time! i'm hungry!"
me, "you fat penguin..."
your fat penguin is already stuffed, master!
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