Saturday, December 4, 2010, 6:06 AM
I've been awake for over 24 hours, the longest I've been conscious without special circumstances such as intense pain or intense pleasure. I know my heart is racing without using instruments to check it, my breathing is shallow and my skin is layered in a thin rime of cold perspiration. It is still full dark and I try to convince myself that there is no movement out there beyond the range of the porch lights.
I am at my weakest now, and I clutch my talisman, praying that dawn will come and bring salvation to me for one more day.
In the meantime, I will continue to work on my future posts; the one on Gaspar Noe's Enter the Void is nearly done. The Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix one has to be finished soon because I watched Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince last night so I need to organize my thoughts on that film before I can see the latest HP film.
Then there are the ones from New Orleans, Salt v. Machete, if I can read my hand written notes, and the personal one about the going through airport security in a wheel chair.
The dogs are barking, something is approaching the perimeter; where is Commander Adams?