days pass

or perhaps they do not pass, perhaps we pass through days... we are the ones moving, after all... unless our movement is an illusion and we are actually going nowhere and it is really the time moving past us, leaving us behind... could an accident of semantics know more than we do?... or did those who first initiated language know more than we do now?... and in other languages, is it time or people that move?...

meanwhile, wherever (or whenever, aye?) we might be, the recent past was relaxing... hunger called, but since food has not yet learned how to cook itself, no really, it's true, i reached for extra fancy unsalted mixed nuts, the kind that you buy at the store, not on the street... and water washed it down and then, the lack of sleep from the night before, which would be last night, apparently, and if you want some, you need to come over... but what i am leading up to is a nap, a nap will suddenly come and wash away consciousness rather suddenly any moment now because the body and brain needs sleep as days pass, or as the body and brain pass through time, or space, or whatever is going on... it won't come without warning, because i just mentioned it, by any moment now sleep will come and the words will suddenly