Sitting Here with my Roommate

His name is Eric too. I am sitting here next to him in my chair, writing this; he is in his bed on my right. We are talking. However, he is a fast sleeper. Just barely we were in a conversation and then... ZZZ zzz ZZZ zzz he was out. He is a snorer. I woke him up. He chuckled. He said he heard my voice in his dream. I was like the narrator to what was happening within his mind. "Hmm..." I thought, and he was out again.

If it is true that I can manipulate his dreams simply by talking to him in such an early stage of sleep, then I might as well take this opportunity to use this awesome power right!? Wouldn't you?

I played again: This time he was a village boy who lived in a tree, (like the beginning of the Zelda saga, Nintendo 64 style). He was given a fairy and then a sword. *Shing!* -- goes the sword as it's pulled from its sheath. He woke up again. He was able to recall the sword and the sound.

He was catching on to what I was doing. He asked for a preference on what his next dream would entail, but I declined his offer to conduct. I am no narrator for "X" rated dreams I exclaimed. We laughed, and after a sigh he was out again. I decided to leave his mind alone and let him rest in peace. After all, too much of this may cause some damage (to both of us: him mentally and me, physically if he gets angry ha ha).

I've never seen such a fast sleeping phenomena before in my life. He is awake, and the next moment he is gone.

This applies to life. Furthermore, it rhetorically applies to this class. We came to this class initially for our own purposes and now here we are at the end of the semester for the same purpose: to continue. As we advance further into our lives (and this class was a part of all of ours), we move on, grow, and develop and sometimes don't take the time to appreciate how things were.

We are that much better, whether we improved in the class or not, we experienced it, and that makes us better than we previously were. I ask you to ask yourself a question or two: how did I grow from participating in this class, and what do I want to take with me to improve my life. (Forgive me for being sentimental, but it is the holiday season and I tend to get a bit mushy this time of year.)

Either way, life tends to move at its own pace sometimes, whether it be too fast or too slow. But it's always best to enjoy it, no matter what the rate, for how long you'll be here, you never quite know... -me ^_^

My roommate... he's asleep. Nope, now he's awake again. There he goes. ha ha this is fun.