Sleepwalking

I slipped out in the darkness, fumbled with my shoes under the yellow light of the street 

Lamp. A pebble picked up from the sidewalk bruised the tender skin of my  heel as I

Hobbled down the middle of our street guided only by memory and the full moon’s 

Shine. I imagined foxes and deer watching over me as I crept through the dark,

Waking to find myself standing in my own bathroom surrounded by clothes sorted

For washing. Perhaps I should refrain from eating spicy foods too close to bedtime.

Author: nananoyz

I'm a semi-retired crazy person with one husband and two cats. View all posts by nananoyz