Early afternoons are especially quiet.
It has been almost a week since school ended for the semester and I find myself musing on solitude yet again. I have never seen time fly as if solid matter flashing before your eyes, opaque and tangible. Before I knew it, it is today and yesterday has drifted into nothingness leaving a speck that could only be contemplated upon. The future is unknown and we are all left wondering. Or wandering - as the case may be.
I feel a sense of urgency as I make sense of the web inside my head, trying to untangle the knots, unlock the bolts, and punch holes in its walls. There really is no sense in trying to wriggle yourself out of this pit because there are just some things that are eternally inevitable. You try acceptance but this often leads to screaming and fear at two in the morning - when the ghosts appear and all sanity is merely an idea. Keeping yourself from running about, you struggle to deviate your thoughts and find yourself slipping into the chasm. Comfort is a feat and fear makes it rather difficult to achieve. I wish things were simple and clean. We could all do with a little less mess and a little more order.
But what is it really about? Seasoning on my white rice. I defy normalcy.
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