THE CHEESEWORLD
I don’t remember anything else, except this. I have no other memories, no other life, but this one. This, the varying shades of yellow and white and the sharp red that punctures it, with random splotches of blue, that I know, have always known, but have only been looking at for a few seconds. I have known this scene in front of me. There are people around me, in the same bubble of semi-consciousness, but I care nothing for them. I can only walk, and stare at the beautiful sight that surrounds me. It fills my senses, requires all my concentration, yet I have no focus. The smell is overpowering. I reach out, finally to taste the sweet, creamy, delectable substance that makes up this life. My life. It could not exist without it. It’s in my hand. I can’t believe it. Just like that. Then it’s in front of my mouth. There. Waiting for me. Everything is happening in slow motion. All I can hear is the sound of my own laboured breathing and the blood pumping in my ears. All I can smell is the sweet, sharp aroma. All I can see is this wondrous thing in front of me. The thing that is my very existence. The thing that I am, and have always been…………..
And then I wake up. And then it’s over. The Cheeseworld is over.
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