The Thief

Once I succumb to sleep I have given up on the day. I'm admitting that nothing else worth noting is going to happen. Once I lay down in bed I once again become slave to my life of school, work, friends, and family, for once I fall asleep inevitably the alarm clock will beep and life will go on. While this is all well and good it's those few precious moments when the house is asleep and I am alone with the whole world before me at my finger tips... shining gleefully... waiting to take me on a journey whether it be to the hauntingly peaceful fjords of northern Europe, reminiscing with an old friend, or a big explosion in some idiot's backyard. These are the moments when I am truly free. I have broken the bonds of due dates, deadlines, time clocks and role call. I feel like I am thieving time from the world.