Monday, September 16, 2013

Introduction to Alone - Two Point Two

I try to read my book.  Or a magazine.

But despite the hours of free unclaimed time, I can't quiet my mind sufficiently to be able to read.

I take my book from my room, down the hall, to the TV room.  And three magazines.  I sit.  I rise.  I walk back down the hall to my room, and lie on my bed.

That feeling - pacing - ripples through me.  My hands are shaking.

I rise.

I lie back down in bed.  Staring.  I can't sleep.

Ben snores loudly.

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