It’s that time, those few seconds when we’re coming out of sleep but we’re not really awake yet. We are untitled, unnamed,natural, suspended between what was and will be, the tadpole before the frog, the worm before the butterfly. We are, for a few brief moments, anything and everything we could be. And then.. we open our eyes and the day is before us, and we become ourselves.
Posted August 24, 2009 at 7:08pm
