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darkling Member
since 2001-08-28
Posts 90altered state of mind 
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I sit here, beside my window, and stare out though the fly speckled panes. I stare at the moon, and the life filled city that spreads before me. Traffic surges through the streets, like blood through veins. And as I sit here, thinking, I wonder if somewhere out in the vast expanse of earth, someone is sitting at their window, staring at the same moon. Perhaps their windows are cleaner. Maybe in need of washing. Do they look like me? Are they sleepless, like myself? I wonder, do they wonder if I'm wondering about them? Are they curious as to whether someone else is out there, in the vast expanse of earth, doing exactly what they're doing? Do they ache, like I do? Do they yearn for clean windows and a clean slate, and love, like I do? Do they speak the same language? Would they like me? I can see the glow of the digital clock from the corner of my vision. The red polygon shapes that form the numbers are my constant companion through sleepless nights. Does the other person out there wondering have a digital clock? Or would they prefer the standard clock. Or do they wear a watch? I shift in my chair, and try to imagine the person out there. Where are they? I thought of their windows before, but what if they don't have windows? Perhaps some lonely stranger is out in the wilderness, thinking of someone thinking. I sigh and stand, shuffle to the bed and climb under the down comforter. I glance one last time out the window and wonder about another wonderer. |
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SPIRIT Senior Member
since 2002-12-29
Posts 1745California Desert |
From one 'wpnderer' to another, this is a great read. I certainly can relate. We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars. |
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fractal007 Senior Member
since 2000-06-01
Posts 1958 |
This is awesome! You've taken something that is very poetic and expressed it in a prose piece. Although the idea is not an original one you carry it through this story very well. I could totally feel the emotions and thoughts of your narrator. "If history is to change, let it change. If the world is to be destroyed, so be it. If my fate is to die, I must simply laugh" |
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amusemi Senior Member
since 2001-12-08
Posts 1262A State of Disarray |
I know what you mean.  |
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