PHOTO BY GARY MILLER |
Over the years, worry-energy had gathered in the four corners of my
room. Money worries, health worries, career worries, family worries,
they all accumulated and rolled over and over into an
unseen cloud. The black cloud of my life that remained unseen until it
folded in on itself and began to follow the air's current like water
follows the grade of the land.
The current of air through the intake slot and filter of my C-Pap
machine was just strong enough to usher the undulating black cloud
into the machine that provides the continuous positive airway pressure
which allows me to sleep peacefully. The black cloud rode the air that was compressed and forced into my
sleeping body until it totally coated me on the inside.
When I woke up, I opened up my eyes. Black. I rubbed my eyes and |
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