one piece

Must sleep.

But feel I should say something here.

Thank you for your kind comments.

I spent this weekend finishing a story about a person who sings by herself. The first paragraph sounds goes like this:

Room 9 is just a nothing little room if you think about it, and if you don’t think so much about it, it won’t get any bigger than it should. After all, I’m only here to practise for a contest that means nothing to me. No one’s listening now. Just me here and Loretta C there on the silver screen moving her lips to make the shapes of the words of the song, but she isn’t really here, and I know I should have enough thought power to make her small as a dot, put her away in a corner, or better yet, keep her and listen to what she’s trying to tell me, even with her voice turned off and the background music playing…

A word about disaster: We cannot relate because we are so far away. But if we are in that situation we have the strength to get through. I for sure have the strength. Now, of course, sitting here typing and preparing myself for sleep in my comfy bed, it's difficult to believe in such strength within myself. But when it's needed, it's there.

A word about sleep: Lately I've been having funny dreams. I would wake up and for the first two seconds I feel "I don't quite have it together". Tonight I look forward to sleeping tight and waking up in one piece.

Night.