The crisp air, though bitingly cold, somehow refreshes my cloudy mind. I’m walking along this unknown road in the still of the night, blanketed by darkness. The only light I see is the red, amber and green from the traffic lights; carried hazily by the fog.
Much like life, I wonder where I’m going and where this road will take me. Although unlike life, I have no fear where my final destination will be. Unlike life, I know the sun will eventually shine and brightness will lead the way.
Chills ran down my spine. Then I felt numb.
For the past half hour I had cried like never before. Cried enough tears to eradicate an entire famine. Howled like a wolf in the moonlight.
Although unlike the wolf in the moonlight, I was terribly afraid of the world. I felt more like the wolf in sunlight; out of my natural environment due to the presence of the sun, even though I was perched in the same spot that the moon shines down on.
My usual mysterious silhouette was now under the spotlight and it was as if my every flaw and weakness was displayed for the world to see. At that moment a spec of dust could have broken me. Torn me apart and ripped me to shreds. Exposed my vulnerability for all to see and pick at.
If only I could be more like a cat. Much smaller than the wolf yet so confident, sleek and sassy. Unconcerned with how the world perceives her. Unafraid of the many pitfalls and traps set up within the concrete jungle, ready to eat you up and swallow you alive. Such a fearless little creature.
Perhaps one day I could be just like that. Again.
“Concrete jungle where dreams are made of, there’s nothing you can’t do…”
Who do I speak to about changing my life, please? I’ve definitely got the right place. There’s no mistaking a concrete jungle. Especially not this concrete jungle. The dreams are in the bag on my back. Now, tell me about the part where there’s nothing I can’t do.
I don’t mind waiting, either.
My entire body, being caressed tenderly by the most gentle touch, began to slip into an almost orgasmic state of perfection. From head to toe, every skin cell upon my delicate body was being fondled lovingly.
The fresh, crispness against my frame felt wonderful; the scent of summertime flowers adding pure bliss to this beautiful moment.
Slowly yet surely, my body began to unwind. The tension held deep within my muscles slowly began to release. The long commute to work followed by back to back meetings were soon alleviated from my mind, body and soul. Soon enough, nothing but pure joy radiated from me. My mind had emptied itself of all the stress, negativity and hassles of the day. I was in a state of pure peace.
Not a thing could ever come before my favourite time of day. That very special time where the lights are turned down low, candles are lit and I’ve had my bubble bath for the evening. There’s not any better time than bedtime after a long, hard day.
The fresh bedsheets that are so enticing welcome you back each and every night, hypnotising you into a euphoric state of ecstasy, inducing a deep, well deserved sleep.
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