Out of time. Out of mind. Don't know which way to you rhyme. With all the chimes that jangle around in your head, you don't seem to know which one will take you out of your bed. This are amongst the things that had occurred to our character at the time, though not limited to. We take you on this journey. You may get off any time you please. Literally.
Awake now, as I was, there didn't seem to be very much to do, so I got up, dusted myself off from the accumulation of nights before, and proceeded to begin the day in the usual fashion. I walked out into the kitchen area, and everything was the same, and nothing had changed, and I was exactly the same as I had been for years and years on end. I headed straight for the coffee, for that was what I had become accustomed to do. In my brain there was the coffee, and it had taken hold of that area which directed me towards the coffee in the mornings, and that is how it existed.
I drank my coffee over at the bench, and flipped disinterestedly through a few old magazines and dogged newspapers that had been laying around for days. There was nothing overly interesting in them. The one thing that I did notice was the over abundance of real estate listings. Must be a lot of people in that game. I wondered how it ever got started in the first place, and if it would ever end.
There were birds outside, of the raven variety, harking in the trees, like they were calling their existence over telephone lines. The crows are always wary, wary of everything; smart they say they are, smartest off all birds. They were looking in, looking in at me sitting there drinking coffee and reading the paper. Time ticked away.
Time went out the window for a split second, and in that second many things took place, and didn't take place. Second summers with a loved one fell over the orbit horizon. Water molecules collected at the jump point between a moist rag and into the evaporated state of an airborne life. They were charging admission at the gates. Long lines formed, though no one fought. On the front lines of a fruitless war, some soldiers sat down and had a game of cards. They played five card draw, just like the old days. There was a knock on the door, and I was almost startled.
I recollected my thoughts, wandering as they were, and straightened myself up to answer the door. I wasn't expecting anyone, and I didn't know too many people around the place.
Awake now, as I was, there didn't seem to be very much to do, so I got up, dusted myself off from the accumulation of nights before, and proceeded to begin the day in the usual fashion. I walked out into the kitchen area, and everything was the same, and nothing had changed, and I was exactly the same as I had been for years and years on end. I headed straight for the coffee, for that was what I had become accustomed to do. In my brain there was the coffee, and it had taken hold of that area which directed me towards the coffee in the mornings, and that is how it existed.
I drank my coffee over at the bench, and flipped disinterestedly through a few old magazines and dogged newspapers that had been laying around for days. There was nothing overly interesting in them. The one thing that I did notice was the over abundance of real estate listings. Must be a lot of people in that game. I wondered how it ever got started in the first place, and if it would ever end.
There were birds outside, of the raven variety, harking in the trees, like they were calling their existence over telephone lines. The crows are always wary, wary of everything; smart they say they are, smartest off all birds. They were looking in, looking in at me sitting there drinking coffee and reading the paper. Time ticked away.
Time went out the window for a split second, and in that second many things took place, and didn't take place. Second summers with a loved one fell over the orbit horizon. Water molecules collected at the jump point between a moist rag and into the evaporated state of an airborne life. They were charging admission at the gates. Long lines formed, though no one fought. On the front lines of a fruitless war, some soldiers sat down and had a game of cards. They played five card draw, just like the old days. There was a knock on the door, and I was almost startled.
I recollected my thoughts, wandering as they were, and straightened myself up to answer the door. I wasn't expecting anyone, and I didn't know too many people around the place.
