I’m tired. Two hours last night. Three, the night before. I want to green flashes puddles of gold blue sky contrast close my eyes. The gentle sway is soothing. The gray shades of my eyes are heavy as if someone is pulling, dragging them down. Flicker of sunlight. Spring back up. Oh, just a few moments I’m so tired. Sit up - deep breath. The bright pains skewer the tender part behind my eyes, forcing me to squint and frown (more wrinkles) .
If I succumb, they’ll show even more Neck is waving, chin sinks into throat. Tongue fixed to roof of mouth. Relaxed. Still except for the sway - gentle - then slight bumps. A forward push and I’m saved. - nearly folded. How embarrassing! Sit up - deep breath. Matchsticks - I need matchsticks! (How come everyone uses lighters these days?)
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