I woke up in darkness. My eyes were wide open yet I saw nothing…that's scary. After a moment of frightful loneliness and confusion I saw a window. From that window came moon light. I didn't see the moon, but I was thankful for the light I saw.
The room was hot. No, it was sweltering hot. Humidity was definitely sitting in the room enjoying the disturbance he was causing. He then proceeded to take an eyedropper and drop several beads of sweat all over my face. I wiped it off, but only in vain. I'm sure humidity chuckled as he continued this heinous harassment. I continued this futile attempt to wipe away all sweat from my face until I was so distraught that I shouted at my sweat and rolled over in order to burry my head in the pillow. Oh, for a little breeze!
My attention then went to a bandage that was on my arm. Instantly my heart became exceedingly grateful for the one who put it there. But who was it? Who found me and tended my wounds? As I was meditating on the identity of this caregiver, I heard rustling on the floor followed by a slight groan. The groan wasn't one of pain or misery. Instead, it had the harmonious sound of an aching release. The groan told me that laying on the floor about 4 feet away were moving body parts that once lay dormant. The stilled one was now rustling.
"Ah! I see you're awake," he said.
"Yes…I think I am."
"That's good, but get more sleep. Come morning, we travel."
"Sure."
Why not? The conditions are perfect for anyone who desires sleep!!
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