Tuesday, December 8, 2009

WIDE AWAKE

Lifted from my friendster blog dated June 22, 2008

i am still awake, chilling and exhausted. it is already 4:16 in the morning, and i am wondering how on earth will i ever make it to dreamland? browsing other people’s site, checkin out their new photos, creating comments / messages for some. and that’s that.

5 minutes earlier, call of the nature comes. i had to turn the lights on and make my way downstairs. i was surprised that the lights are still on. i checked on my dad to see if he’s sleeping but i didn’t saw him lying there. i was in a little shock. i saw him standing. i asked him why.

someone bumped his bed off. "someone." we are only seven here and the rest are sleeping, how come someone bumped his bed? there might be someone unseen lurking around or just his plain imagination. i can’t define. i believe him though.

i stared at him, looking puzzled. he’s awake, but never had a chance to see who’s right beside him. [ or who's walking past this hour ] creepy. anyway, there is something that i saw that really bothers me: he’s not getting any younger.

i do not want to see him suffer like those of the old folks. and the thought really bothers me.

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