Today is my own
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Today is my own
At 7:55 the sun rose this morning showing us all the heavy snow and winds filling the streets of Holland. I’d already been up for almost an hour and managed to scrape off the ice from my car in order to meet some friends for breakfast at the windmill restaurant.The sun wasn’t quite out when I asked for my first cup of coffee and started looking over the menu. I always get the same thing so I don’t know why I even waste my time - I’ll have the “French Double Take”. Sunny side up eggs, links, bacon and French toast that was made as if you mother was cooking in the back.
Conversation was great - Just friends waking up with coffee and getting ready for the day to begin. Some of us didn’t have much to do other than read books and possibly brave the harsh cold and practice our shooting yet again. Others had a busy day ahead of them and were glad to have a moment of rest before having to hit the road.
One of the best things about waking up early and going to breakfast is the nap that quickly follows after it. Coming home and feeling the weight of your body pulling you onto your davenport and feeling all your cares fall from your mind.
I had a great nap and an even greater dream. One of those dreams that show you what life is all about and allows it self to be remembered even after you begin to awake from it.
After that there isn’t much more to do than just read some good books. All your muscles have been fully relaxed but still long for 20 more minutes of laying silently while listening to the wind and snow just outside the window.
My morning has started out as if I was a king - I made the calls and wasn’t apart of any type of oppressing schedule. Today is my own.
rusty Says:
i need a dream that tells me what life is about. what exactly happened?