Sunday, January 14, 2007

Mantra

I woke from nightmares. Nightmares. Why are my dreams so rough and tumble, why is my mind so dark and haunted at the moment.

I woke up trembling in a cold sweat and thinking that I lived in Chicago and that my old landlord had come to ask about the rent and the odd menagerie of people living in my apartment.

I woke up all I could think of was a mantra, a mantra to make it all go away. I lay shivering in what should have been a warm bed. Over and over my mantra.

I'm in South Korea, everything will be okay. I'm in South Korea everything will be okay.

I think part of me did not believe it was true.

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