The thoughts of One.

What does one do when one is bored from work? One thinks. To be more precise, one lies down on the bed and think. The ceiling comes into view, but so do the people that once have had an impact on, or is still part of one's life. Gaiety in the company of friends, sadness in the company of family, hope in the expectations of life... One's feelings run the gamut. Each of life's experiences is fleeting, just like the taillights of an airplane floating lazily across the inky darkness. They are there, yet gone the very next moment, leaving only an impression...on the ceiling.