Saturday, 28 September 2013

The blob

With the combination of a weiry head, freshly laundered sheets and a hot shower, I passed out completely upon hitting the pillow. 

The only thing I saw, which was just prior to waking was a black circular blob. It was floating in the air and the edges of it were moving and changing shape. 

As I stared at the blob, it very briefly resembled a cat and then shifted again and reverted back to a dark unrecognisable mass. 

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