claustrophobic nothingness
Why are you awake? Its late. You should be asleep. You have work tomorrow morning. You will be upset with yourself when your alarm goes off.
No wait, why are we laying in the dark. There's nothing to do here. Why did you put the phone so far away? Can we still use the computer? No. But why not. Sleep isn't going to happen even if you want it to.
The darkness is nice. Peaceful. Calm.
The darkness is terrifying. Who's to say there isn't someone right outside your room, waiting for you. Stalking you. Preparing an attack.
No! Turn off the light. I don't want to see myself.
Why are you still just laying down. If you are awake you may as well be productive.
I don't want to clean, are you crazy, why would I want to do that.
Facebook? How is that helping anyone?
Are you being serious right now? Are you really going to try to create a budget at 1 in the morning?
I get that we are trying to be productive, but let's not get out of hand. I can only handle so much.
Is it possible to be too tired to sleep? Is that what insomnia is. Or is insomnia having energy that only your brain is aware of. Huh? Brain? Did you forget to tell my body about the energy reserves?
Lights off. Phone off. Laptop put away. Laying in bed. Just laying here. I've been in the dark so long I can make out shapes again. Its funny how even in the dark when it feels like there has to be nothing near you, there it is. The world never leaves you. The world and everything in it is relative to you. Everything seems so far away, but everything is also tied to you regardless of if you are prepared for it. This unpreparedness is crippling. It feels like you are a part of a nothingness that is pressing into you. The nothingness of existence outside of you becomes claustrophobic.
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