then, every night's dream flashed into my head, I'm going to die! tonight no less, why do I accept it so easily...knowing that it's over for me, is that I'm too old, believe me, when you grow old you come to accept anything, but this is death we're talking about.
oh...no!I didn't just accept it, I've been accepting it all along...
now that I know how can I stop it, maybe if I don't sleep I won't see the dream. I call my daughter and ask her to come over tomorrow, in case I failed, in case I couldn't stop it, I made myself a good cup of coffee, when I was in my 30's my doctor forbid me from consuming caffeine, honestly, I was addicted to it I turned on one of my old jazz discs, and I sipped my coffee carefully I put my head against the sofa trying to think.
I wake up, when did I go to sleep? where am I? it's a field, I look around but there's nothing but a sea of flowers. when I look down at my bare feet I finally notice the flower child looking at me with those familiar eyes, they look like my wife's when I focus on them. she was holding my hand, "what are you doing, why did you stop walking" she asked, "little miss don't you think my road has come to an end" I answer, "not yet, good sir, not yet" she said, she stared at me for a bit then she added "we need to go, we're late", then I follow
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Asahi Biswas
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2019-06-16
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