Floating between sleep and
morning light, rapt in a hypnopompic trance, I am half-consciously determining
to step from night to day. As I roll over, about to open my eyes and sit up, I catch a
glimpse of a door – half-open or half shut? – with people beyond it.
And I
have the instant conviction that I am seeing another life, one that I had
been in the midst of and from which I had chosen, perhaps a bit
unwillingly, to return. Another world, complete with past and future.
And
life there was nothing but sweet.
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Is this a quote from a story or just recording a moment you had? Or a beginning of a new story? Whichever, the writing was so absorbing. I wanted it to go on and on.
Just recording a moment -- I'd like it to go on too. Perhaps it could begin a story.
Exquisite!
These words could definitely begin a story.
Thank you, Vicki, for letting us sample this vision. xo
I like it. I have trails in my waking up time. Trails that wonder around my dreams. Oh hell I think I have them anyway. As the song goes HAPPY TRAILS
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