You are here: Home » A Door With a View April 19, 2012 I've been sleeping on my son's twin mattress in the middle of the living room floor. I moved it there a couple of weeks ago after taking it from its previous resting place; the bunk bed bed frame. My boys haven't wanted be alone in their rooms since their mom passed so they have been ending up with me on the couch. The couch just wasn't big enough for the 3 of us. Weeks later the mattress is still being used in the same spot on the floor only moved during the day. Well, sometimes anyway. So here I am laying on the mattress staring at the ceiling fan as it rotates around. The shadow of the blades are being cast outward by the outside light illuminating inside through the crevasses of the exposed front windows the drapes failed to fully cover. The light then creeps forward flowing across the ceiling until it touches the fan, casting the shadow of the blades to a larger then life size. I try and count the ...
It's time to move forward and blog about life's journeys, discoveries and my short stories I have always wrote. I will always be Captain Imperefecto because I lead an imperfect life.