Recurrent
How did it start? I was sleepwalking again, a typical night for me. I somehow managed not to awaken my wife this time and left the house. I didn't even get myself dressed; I just wore my boxers. At some point on my impromptu hike, I became somewhat lucid, at the very least, aware of my surroundings. It was dark, but I could tell I was in the forest. The path was thin, barely trodden. There were parts where I had to blaze a fresh new trail, yet somehow, I knew exactly where I was going. I didn't feel the cool air on my bare chest or the hard, unyielding earth on my shoeless feet. Something pulled me along, past the bowing limbs and through the brambles. The trees were so thick in some parts I was nearly crawling on all fours to get by, yet I persevered.
Comments (6)
I always love an underdog
Love it, especially as a long-time hockey fan!
The last line!! Wow!! Incredible work DJ! 😦💌
A weird Haiku
I wondered if there would be anything said today about the mighty Oilers' win last night! You never disappoint, D.J.!
But I don't understand the connection of your title and Haiku to hockey 😅