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Board Administrator Username: mjm Post Number: 4348 Registered: 11-1998 |
Honorable Mention goodnight Frank Faust the days are taken up almost absent-mindedly with tasks of work and with idle moments papers to read lunch to be taken coffee evenings are harder there is little to do but endure the bright flicker and booming sound of the television the moment of going to bed delayed a little too long almost as though it threatens though this is not so the bed is a comfort and the warmth of blanket and doona both an embrace and a relaxation crime novels postpone sleep an unchanging pattern of long standing for which there is no good reason beyond occupation of time until weariness and lights out there are no fears in the darkness no ghosts to confront when the yellow bulb is extinguished sleep will come easily it is only with the movement towards the bedside and the switch on the far wall to allow the day to end that I say goodnight out loud to an empty space and feel a little confusion before touching the switch good night ~ |
