D A L I F . C O M

A while back, when I worked as a weekend nightshift at another hotel, I remember having the hardest time staying awake during the shifts. I worked 5 a month, besides my regular 8-4 job. The first was the worst, even if I managed to sleep during the afternoon. But every shift had me fighting hard to stay awake. Now, I don't experience that anymore. Well, except for the past few days.

"I remember this stone!" I exclaimed, excitedly, picking up a small rock from the forest floor.

"What stone?" my father asked, puzzled. We were out walking in the woods, close to our house. I don't recall why we were out walking. We never just walked, for the sake of walking. But the reason for us being there, I don't remember.