I thought I’d hit the bottom of the bottle. But then it cracked and there was this abyss and it was dark. People normally sleep when it’s dark but I was wide awake, waiting to hit bottom again so I can rest. Three days and I finally hit a warp and there was the sun. It was burning my skin so deep I can feel my skeletal structure almost shattering. Then I hit the green pastures. The first breath of fresh cold air since so long. I slept and slept and slept and the heat from the sun still lingers. Time like this I wonder why I’d separate from my mind. The body is weak without the mind, and the mind is just a figment without the body. Maybe one day I’ll recollect myself again. But for now I’d just have to catch up with the loss of energy and see if I can keep myself on the brighter side of the pastures.
I’m dead beat, but I’m happy.
Hi my name is JErm and this is my blog. I'm just a simple guy living a simple life on a simple island.
