the essay : beginnings …
The Essay : b e g i n n i n g s . . .
. . . uncovering ME . . .
. . . beginnings . . .
The Essay : beginnings …
Every morning when I open my eyes for one blissful moment I feel nothing …
I feel no pain …
I feel no sadness …
I feel no concerns …
I feel absolutely nothing and it is blissful.
I only wish it could stay that way …
Yet, it doesn’t … it doesn’t last anywhere near long enough as I come into consciousness and the sensations meander more fully into my consciousness and they begin to overtake me.
It is then I feel pain … in my eyes, behind my eyes, in my head, on top of my head, my face, my jaw, my upper back, arms fingers, feet and toes … sometimes all over my whole body … there isn’t a place that doesn’t hurt …
oh no …
This is how I wake every single day.
… the end …
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