On the last day of summer
21 Sep 2003
Splendid are the days when you wake up without worry. When you are not scurrying for sleeping in too late. When you aren't worried about what you have missed in the world of the living.
You could be the only person left in the entire world for all you know and it doesn't even matter. Because you feel the sun on your face from the window and you smell the morning air. The silence is embracing. The world is yours and you can do what you want with it.
You are alive.