Song

A mixture of excitement and mental fatigue from the events of the past few days.. sitting in the comfort of the car.. suddenly a familiar tune.. despite the sleepiness, my lips can't resist but open.. and sing to the tune..

"Even the best fall down sometimes,

even the wrong words seem to rhyme

out of the doubt that fills my mind....."

Look out of the window.. the passing darkness.. yet it was as if I was watching a film.. snippets played out to me.. phrases said.. mannerisms.. and suddenly a pain.. its like running forward and being shot with a hollow point bullet right in the chest.. unlike normal bullets that punch a small hole thru, hollow point rounds expand upon impact- stopping power.. a sudden cold gripping feeling.. they say that the word 'Nostalgia' in greek literally translates 'the pain of an old wound..' silently I grimace and focus my mind.. shut my eyes and allow fatigue to gravitate my mind to sleep.. alas sleep brings a measure of relief relief..