Stepping Through Time

Stepping Through Time As I lay drowzy on this big fluffy couch, I can't stop a part of me from floating away. My awareness slowly morphing into a hazey daydream, setting my train of thought free to roll down tracks less traveled. Joy and amazement, uncertainty and mistrust, love and understanding, anger and confusion. A neverending barrage of feelings that, one by one have embedded themselves in my brain over time, suddenly seem meaningless and quickly fade away like careless whispers lost in the wind. Now my thoughts float in a world of their own. Weightless and flying up to the clouds. I can go wherever I like, but I have no destination. There are no wants or worries, and no plans to be made. There are no questions as to where I am or how I got here, just a simple feeling of existance. I find myself floating up high in the stars looking down through the vastness of space when suddenly I remember myself on a big comfy couch. I open my eyes and im home.