Oh Happy Day

Upon this realization, the lunatic slept. He had not slept for years, and now as he lay in a bed sleeping, dreaming, resting he felt peace. Inside he had dreams so glorious, so wonderful, they cannot be fathomed within words. Love embraced him slowly and menacingly and yet he felt so joyful that he was completely blinded by this approaching storm. When happiness consumes the brain, it is easily distracted. Thus the lunatic slept unaware of the impending doom which awaits him when he awakens from his slumber.