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By wolfscreamer Date: 2003 Oct 03 Comment on this Work [[2003.10.03.12.53.25676]] |
| Lifting a first glass of the evening I looked out over the valley from the balcony,the sun had long gone down but still casted some rays onto the sky that held some dark but not forbidding clouds.The lights from the houses lit the hillside like an October xmas card and inside I knew there were couples snuggled on sofas with wine poured and video selected,singles strapping on the modern day equivelant of armour ready for the fight ahead,and those with neither option to worry about.As the years go by we will all find ourselves in one of these categories,yet none of the above are a guarantee of happiness.The sofa people or at least half of the sofa may want to be out there partying, the singles may be heading for yet another expensive and fruitless contest,those with neither option strangely are probably the most content.They may have tried the sofa thing and found it wanting,they may have tried the gladiator trials and come third,they seem to be in pole position in the neither option grand prix.Inside the houses with the October lights Santas Little Helper looks at the sofa people and wonders why there,s no laughter anymore.At the end of a long fight in the arena the gladiators fall wearily into bed and dream of victories almost won that night.Those who occupied one portion of the sofa and those who hadn,t polished their armour sat and stared at the October lights as they went out one by one.Oh yes they were still lonely but unlike the sofa people and the gladiators the heartache was still manageable,it felt the same as when the lights came on. |