Zan Barker-Aderem
Most nights I’m up. It’s been that way for as long as memory has, and memory extends far further for me than for most. When you don’t sleep time winds down to absolute zero, hours fit into each second and each minute becomes an epoch. Geological time isn’t suitable for human experience; you need dreams to break the nights up. Most days I’m down. I never thought I would make it this long, I just figured the depression would have gotten me before now. When you live expecting death you never learn to dream, what’s the point of a potential future when you know there isn’t one coming at all? But without a goal, a vision of better things, the days just stretch on longer and longer. You need dreams to drive you through the hard days. Some times I dream of dreaming but for the most part I am still Dreamless.
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