I imagine the air sighing a last cry as it is destroyed by a flickering candle at my bedside. The window is open to the night, replacing the dying oxygen that the flame licks up with fresh air, and I lay here thinking about everything at nothing at all. The weekend has been filled with friends, carefree laughter, as well as tormenting worry. Luckily, I'm calm as the waves of overwhelmance wash over me, and fade into the distance with time. A false alarm had given me a new perspective.
I have just read an amazing book, or rather, re-read it. I've been finding places of inspiration for my upcoming works.
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