We have known time....spiritually

Sometimes I am laying there looking at pictures in magazines of people out there and I wonder what their bones feel like inside their skins, I mean do they think about moving around so much? It's a thing to consider.... a flight of stairs...a look down the hallway.... a narrow corridor. I was opening my eyes this morning and the lids were sticking closed a little and I tried to think what it would look like if I were to open them. I was trying to picture what I would see if I opened them and instead I found myself looking at the inside of my eyelids and all the tiny lines of dark vessels swirling around a sea of red. I fell asleep then and was glad to have the rest.