Lonesome Nights
I'm in my room while I listen to music while reading a good book or comic. my desk lamp being the only thing that dimly illuminates my abode, the gentle rain over the starry night sky tapping on my window, like the knock of a friend at the door. The classical music I'm listening to crescendos while I become enveloped in the words of my tome. A soft breeze glistens over the rain as the crickets sing their beautiful song and I drift away into slumber...
These are the times in which I contemplate what life is, the universe, philosophy and morals. My short term memory is converted into long term, I awaken in my dreams and live a life of solidarity, i continue to contemplate things. I become lost in my thoughts but I find myself in a serene world, similar to the womb. I fall asleep into my dream and awaken in the conscious world.
Copyright © Connor Torkelson | Year Posted 2022
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