 | There are many times …at nights mostly… when the window is open and the cool fresh breeze of air blows through my face and hair, and darkness fills the empty room with the only visible light from the moon and stars shine down on me… and I feel as if the sound of the wind is serenading a romantic lullaby,suggesting for me to sleep and dream already before morning comes… this is when I feel most …vulnerable.
I let myself escape into the wild imagination of my mind.
But I’ve come to realize that it’s much more convenient NOT to dream, so that it’ll be much easier to wake up.
It gets difficult.
When at night, the window is open and the cool fresh breeze of air blows through my face and hair, and the darkness of the empty room with the only light visible from the moon and stars shine down on me, I feel the urge to escape… to run away and elope into the wonderland of my dreams.
I feel the sound of the wind singing a song, calling me to surrender, give in, and escape.
Submitted by Therese |  |
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