WRITTEN ON DIGITAL PAPER.

im lay on my bed and it was harder to empty my mind than start thinking, but i emptied it and then i thought. i slid under my duvet, and its wrapped around me. I began to see myself float, the roof came off the house and i began to float up and up and up, i could feel the dampness of the clouds through the quilt and i continued to float up and up though space until i hit this glass casing on the earths atmosphere. a door opened and i emerged from my duvet, a little boy. i dusted myself off and proceeded to explore this worlds endless confines and looking beneath toward what i know. I finally found a door back in which slipped open and i grabbed the door knob, and hung there quietly till the song ended.

~aboy~