Insanity and Vision

I cant decide if its a clash of my mind or a reflection of the splintering control in my being. I sleep, and when it happens… its like I'm in control… but then I start to fall apart at the same time… crumble like… blue cheese; or a snow cone on a hot day. Oozing and breaking under the light of things.

A riddle perhaps… a nightmare in a dream… or a dream in a nightmare, that is so far undertaken that I cant seem to dig my way out.  Could it be the vision of insanity through the mind of a man or a vision of a man through the mind of insanity? Perhaps I'm over thinking it.

There was a tap at his knee and a slight shuffle as he looked from his desk, blue eyes drawing out of deep thought and into visual awakening. A small Labrador sat at his feet. Great hazel eyes reflect brightly from the dark chocolate coat, that only seemed to sheen like silk in the morning sunlight breaking through the open windows.

His smile drew out and he stroked the dog on its head flopping her ears from side to side in a playful manner. "Don't worry about me Jaxy, insanity is a natural part of human development." His phone vibrated soon after and it took a quick glance of the object on his desk to know the message. Without opening it he stood and stretched leisurely putting the small Nokia in his pants pocket. "We're late girl, this is what we get for letting you sit around." The young canine merely tilt her head before giving a snort and trotting off to the front door, picking up his shoes and jogging them over to him.

With another pet he put them on, tying the laces tight, and stretching out his calves before walking to the door grabbing his keys and locking the device behind him. With his dog in the passenger seat he took a drive, setting off down the road, in a direction he never saw coming.