the other
I sit against the wall in my basement room, staring at the flickering shadows thrown from the burning candles all around. Sipping at a streaming cup of tea, I lose myself in those shadows, those tell tale shadows whose implication are of socratic invention.
” My walls are stone, like those of the cave,” I think to myself as I take another sip of tea, ” Maybe I’m gonna free myself of these shackles and climb those stairs that lead to this dungeon.”
” I will see the light, ” I say aloud.
Slowly, I climb to my feet, stretching my back and legs, listening to several bones crack and pop causing an inadvertant sigh in satisfaction. The blanket serving as my door rustles slightly and he prances into the light, head held proudly high as if celebrating some esteemed accomplishment.
I smile and turn for the stairs, ignoring his meow of protest, ” I need to go to the bathroom,” Dancing across my mind.
