To stop

Everyday, I wake up to the sight of sunbeams gently passing through my window, and the ever reliable applemango tree with its yellowbell flowers entwining it. And I look at my surroundings, gazing at the book I read the night before, the mp3 I listened to before I fell asleep, and the pile of newspapers in the corner, and the lamp light I used, and the mirror, the other bed.......an assortment of things!

I then proceed to watch tv and after the commercial, go down to get some breakfast (usually cereal). I come back just in time to see FRIENDS and laugh out loud at Phoebe. Then, after gobbling up my cereal, it's tv time whole morning (considering I already took a bath, summer heat is just sooo unbearable sometimes).

And the rest of the day pasts like as if time stopped for me and only the sky was moving at its normal pace. After lunch, I would read the book, and sleep at siesta hour. And by the end of the day (with tv, meals, books and surfing in between), I settle comfortably in my bed and think of how life can be so precious. I suddenly found the beauty in all the things. I stopped to smell the roses and the roses welcomed me back.

Summer can be magical and its working wonders on me. And when sleep silently preys on me, at a last final attempt, I open my eyes and see the shimmer the street lights play on my windowpane. With that, I finally yield, and wake in joyful slumbers.

Children yet, the tale to hear,
Eager eye and willing ear,
Lovingly shall nestle near.

In a Wonderland they lie,
Dreaming as the days go by,
Dreaming as the summers die:

Ever drifting down the stream --
Lingering in the golden gleam --
Life what is it but a dream?

-------------Lewis Carrol