10.22.2005

Six Forty Five


rainy saturday
Originally uploaded by bfreedmb.


Six forty five on a Saturday morning. I guess the early to rise all week as bled into my weekend. Usually I can hold onto the dream world much longer and sleep through the rise of the sun, and awake after life has already began its routine.

This fine morning I laid in bed, listened as the rain fell and random cars passed. Few birds chirping outside my window, making Tobias at full alert. My body completely comfortable, my brain semi restless. Powerless over the process, I gave in, and slid out from under the covers.

Complete darkness, with the exception of the screen at which I stare. I contemplate which direction my day of freedom will take me. I embrace the endless options, while feel satisfied if they all were to be left unfulfilled.

Reading over my words from a moment ago, I see how my tired eyes and sleeping thoughts make little sense. It has been some times since I have released a random thought, I figure what a better time than now.

Smelling the coffee brew in the other room, I find comfort and peace. There really is nothing like sitting at home, rainy day...drinking coffee...talking random crap on a blog that no one reads.

If you ever find yourself awake, while the rest of the world sleeps...I say embrace it...alot goes on, when we think no one is looking....poor guy outside just lost his umbrella to a gust of wind, and I bet he thought no one saw it happen...but I did, and he will never know.

1 comment:

little b said...

I think I saw that guys umbrella all flattened on the sidewalk. I felt bad when I saw it because I knew that it meant someone had to continue on their journey in the rain without shelter from the storm... And who knew you witnessed the incident first hand. Amazing what we can figure out through communication. I agree-The stillness of early morning can be quite enjoyable.