the last few moments

before I close my eyes and descend into something I call wonder. time wasting, but still a wonder. if only humans didn't need to sleep and still live as long. when I open it it shall be dark still, but for myself I have to make my way down to camp. tomorrow's sunday, so I hope it won't be so busy as it's not a working day. apart from the mandatory prowling for the GC & G2IC, which is the only difference from a weekday. I somehow feel I'll still not get enough rest. hmmm. after washing my face my sleepiness somehow got killed. but still I have to get lost in it. ah, the exacerbating of a glorious sunday.

my mood is killed by the thoughts of tomorrow,
leaving me empty and filled with sorrow.
even if it passes, I will not be glad,
for another day ahead, it will not be the best.
evenings are when I can only rest.