As I hear the final note of my lullaby (the last song from hootie and the blowfish from my IPOD) my world darkens for the day. I felt that I was plummeting into the depths of a bottomless ravine. Gravity’s pull into a cumulus was strong enough to make my heart skip a beat. I suddenly fall a prey to a sudden fabled luridness, geminate and haloed, gleaming my sight, accompanied by a far flung echoing of angelic odes. As I approached the light, the tunes were more like a phone ringtone turning into loud screeching noise closer to my ears. I jumped out of my bed and then realized that it was my early morn alarm. Sometimes it’s fascinating how dreams can make your nights shorter.
