I’ve been coming here for years. A quiet little place away from the busy hum drum of society. It’s strange that there is never anyone else here, Its always made me wonder who would have planted such beautiful beds of roses in such a secluded place, yet never seem to be here themselves. Over the years I’ve taken a trimming or two, planted them in my own gardens but I always come back here. There’s something about this place. My heart jumps, though I still have never shared its secrets with anyone, I myself am still not sure if it exists.

Bleep! Bleep! Bleep! Bleep!

“Ah, Rats!”
“Why must my alarm wake me, Ugh!”
If only I didn’t have to work, I could sleep forever. Though would I be sleeping? Would the one thing I know is going to be there in the morning be there in the morning if I didnt go to sleep? If I did go to sleep forever would it still be there every morning?

It’s there, as usual, A Rose. Just a single long stemmed rose, Pale White, but within blood red. You wouldn’t know this just by looking at it. It has to bloom, and when it does its as if it has revealed its heart to you, Tearing and clawing at its chest to show you its soul.

“Its a good thing I know I’m Sane”

Or Do I? Like I said would I be sleeping?

Bleep! Bleep! Bleep! Bleep!

“Ugh….”
Okay okay I’m up, guess I should take a shower before work anyway.
“I Hate the Morning!” well, not always.

There are those days where you wake up next to a warm body, and slowly rise to the awakened life casual like with the smell of coffee and breakfast soon in the air, without moving a muscle your pampered till..

“You wake up.., like that ever happens.”
Though I wish it did. Every morning. Instead here I am eating a microwave breakfast with crap coffee well my hair dries. If I’m lucky it wont turn my stomach inside out later.
“am I pitiful or what?”
Listen to me.. go on and on about how lame existence is.

“Wake up Dummy!”
“Huh”
“Akasha, Wake Up!”
“You want a ride or what?”

Shucks, Thought I had a few more minutes to close my eye’s. Why must some be so caught up in time frames?
“Yes, yep, Sorry I’m up! I’m… Up yep eyes are open I’m up.”