Whos Is Kates Playground

The old and the dawn

THE OLD MAN AND THE DAWN

The old man turned and turned in bed. The torrid night
not had a wink of sleep.
He tried to get sleep, but had always escaped away, just when it seemed he was going to catch it. The old man tried desperately, because her thoughts that night were not gay, and tortured him, and he could not find peace in his bed.
He got up and began walking slowly to the house to brood up his thoughts.
moments were fleeting, coming and going through his mind, but he was not chasing swarming like fireflies at night, lit up a corner, a sudden shine, and then disappeared into thin air, consumed.
The old man looked out the balcony.
looked at the sky and saw that there was some cloud. The stars could be seen just for the city lights.
felt an oppressive heat, everything was still, not moving a breath of air.
Then she stared at the large eucalyptus, which alone had been spared and who survived near the church that you could see from his balcony.
He stood still, perhaps he felt the heat. Not a leaf moved. It was all stretched in a great effort. The old
invoked the air. "You do not breathe," he thought, and prayed that a puff, a puff of air was at least to mitigate the stagnation which gave that effect so overwhelming. He prayed that the sky moved air, which would send the sea breeze. It turned his eyes and looked towards the sea.
He heard a dog barking. He, too, maybe he was relying on the breeze, or swearing in their language. He looked again at the
large eucalyptus trees. More and more property.
The old man was tense. And your thoughts again began to swirl in his mind to wander. Fleeting thoughts.
The mother appeared to him and he found the child on a beach, holding a bucket of water, and liked to throw it on the feet of his mother, who scolded him but then smiled and asked for more water, and He ran to the sea with the bucket, more water, the mother was smiling from afar.
He looked again towards the large eucalyptus trees. It stared at him. The tree was tight in its rigidity. The old man kept staring at it, hoping it will animate.
But so, that there was gloomy, and the old man was afraid, because in the shadows appeared as a sinister figure.
And while retreating felt a little air. Then he rejoiced, for the sky and the sea had probably heard. And the great eucalyptus barely moved and seemed more cheerful.
The old man brightened up and back into bed, hoping to take 5 minutes of sleep.
After a while, 'she felt the breeze. It was sweet was the greatest pleasure.
And the old man fell asleep at dawn and slipped his mind in his dreams.