A man with a purpose

I closed my eyes tonight, time for sleep. As darkness surrounded me I saw two teal gem eyes looking back at me in the dark. Not fully gems because they wisped just a hint of smoke. That was all, just two burning eyes dimly lighting their hollow sockets from the deep recesses, gently gazing at me from the darkness. Maybe they were not eyes per se, but small infinitely old fires casually burning from the back of two eye sockets. They held no malice, no hunger, no evil intent, just watching, just two watching fires with all the patience of fate. As I looked into those orbs they slowly faded to a black and white illustration. A hooded cape resolved around the eyes first showing the form of a very lean body underneath. Soon the perpetual smile of a skull face formed showing high cheek bones in ways Maybelline never could. The hands did not hold a scythe. The scythe would be another day. Today was a friendly visit. I recognized him. This was our second visit in my lifetime. He is easy to spot. There are few beings where you sense their personality is PURPOSE. Tonight was a career planning session from a motivational speaker who says little. This was little more than a passing reality check about short term priorities.

I got up and played some computer games. Suddenly I didn’t want to be laying on my back in the dark.

Tomorrow is my doctor’s appointment.