Before I Sleep

That morning when I woke up, I felt a part was about to leave me, but I could not really figure out what it’s going to be ,but I know it’s coming how it’s going to hit me and when and where is the question.But i know it''s something bad. Got my bag pack and was off to work, a very warm whether, birds chipping, living life like they own it, cool breeze slapping my face without no pain, and the blue clouds seems to be mourning my misfortune to come. well ignoring all shadows of what I feel it’s going to bring me down, but that I don’t understand, I got to work and the first look I got from my female boss, was like "you going down the drain Shawn" I hope the look wasn’t as a result of our last fling, well I was trying to be that that insensitive guy, who just needs sex like a new born baby needs milk, I was just trying to tell her our short relationship was going to be a loose string type, not attaching much emotions and gains. Later I was able to get hold of myself and I starting working, had to defend an account for some rich Client, who I thought doesn’t give a damn about my resume of how good I am, not to talk of the fact that I was that guy with the magic touch at the office, the women came by, a rich fat women in her early sixties, smelling like a old dollar bill. The whole defence turned out good ,it’s like adding enough sauce to burger, it just gives you the right feeling, well that aside my sense of de-javu was still there. Tidy up the rest of my papers, then I decided not to go to lunch and I went to check up an old pal, who owns a bookshop down the street, it’s been long since I came down here, I know it, the side walks seems to be angry at me, accusing me of not being that caring guy I was, unluckily for me my old pal said the same thing too ,Dean was getting older that his age I guess, he had switch his life with his books, because they looked clean and crispy, not ignoring the smell that comes with old age ,and stagnancy, left his place in a little hurry to get back to work, almost tripped on an old lady that looks like my mom,(God bless her soul).My rest of the day at work was just about my desk and me, Ann my assistant was just moody about the day, God knows what the story will be today, so I did not bother to ask her, she sensed that too and increase the guilt of not being caring on her face. My bank account is going to be next headache, I got a note from the back, the expiring date of my loan was coming quite closer that I thought. Left work and was going back home, decided not to take the train ,because of last-weeks, bomb train attack .The bus was coming late so I decided to wait, then I was still wondering if I was going to get mugged or shot, my day was not going to end like this ,something it’s still going to happen. saw some people gathering at a lottery shop, never did believe in the stuff, it was the government’s way of keeping us busy and not thinking about the problems coming up on us. I later joined them, the same old lady I nearly tripped on was there, so was Dean, my assistant and the last person I could imagine I the whole world, my beautiful sassy next door neighbour, I played the lottery and I won $100.000. So finally I had it come upon me finally, It was my lucky day, wow, never knew, good things come in ugly packages, well I got home and fixed myself to a beautiful meal. The alarm clock was so loud I had to just turn and wake up ,then I realized it was just a dream. Then I realized how ho poor and unlucky I had been before I went to bed last night, That morning when I woke up, I felt a part was about to leave me, but I could not really figure out what it’s going to be ,but I know it’s coming how it’s going to hit me and when and where is the question.But i know it''s something bad. Got my bag pack and was off to work, a very warm whether, birds chipping, living life like they own it, cool breeze slapping my face without no pain, and the blue clouds seems to be mourning my misfortune to come. well ignoring all shadows of what I feel it’s going to bring me down, but that I don’t understand, I got to work and the first look I got from my female boss, was like "you going down the drain Shawn" I hope the look wasn’t as a result of our last fling, well I was trying to be that that insensitive guy, who just needs sex like a new born baby needs milk, I was just trying to tell her our short relationship was going to be a loose string type, not attaching much emotions and gains. Later I was able to get hold of myself and I starting working, had to defend an account for some rich Client, who I thought doesn’t give a damn about my resume of how good I am, not to talk of the fact that I was that guy with the magic touch at the office, the women came by, a rich fat women in her early sixties, smelling like a old dollar bill. The whole defence turned out good ,it’s like adding enough sauce to burger, it just gives you the right feeling, well that aside my sense of de-javu was still there. Tidy up the rest of my papers, then I decided not to go to lunch and I went to check up an old pal, who owns a bookshop down the street, it’s been long since I came down here, I know it, the side walks seems to be angry at me, accusing me of not being that caring guy I was, unluckily for me my old pal said the same thing too ,Dean was getting older that his age I guess, he had switch his life with his books, because they looked clean and crispy, not ignoring the smell that comes with old age ,and stagnancy, left his place in a little hurry to get back to work, almost tripped on an old lady that looks like my mom,(God bless her soul).My rest of the day at work was just about my desk and me, Ann my assistant was just moody about the day, God knows what the story will be today, so I did not bother to ask her, she sensed that too and increase the guilt of not being caring on her face. My bank account is going to be next headache, I got a note from the bank, the expiring date of my loan was coming quite closer that I thought. Left work and was going back home, decided not to take the train ,because of last-weeks, bomb train attack .The bus was coming late so I decided to wait, then I was still wondering if I was going to get mugged or shot, my day was not going to end like this ,something it’s still going to happen. saw some people gathering at a lottery shop, never did believe in the stuff, it was the government’s way of keeping us busy and not thinking about the problems coming up on us. I later joined them, the same old lady I nearly tripped on was there, so was Dean, my assistant and the last person I could imagine I the whole world, my beautiful sassy next door neighbour, I played the lottery and I won $100.000. So finally I had it come upon me finally, It was my lucky day, wow, never knew, good things come in ugly packages, well I got home and fixed myself to a beautiful meal. The alarm clock was so loud I had to just turn and wake up ,then I realized it was just a dream. Then I realized how poor and unlucky I had been before I went to bed last night,