You know when something good or bad happens and you get excited to tell someone? Or when you see a cool car or a nice sunset so you ring someone to tell them about it? Then they don't pick up the phone so you try someone else and someone else until eventually you run out of people. You just sit in the dead air of your car in silence. A moment of realisation rushes over you that more often than not you are in a space without purpose, without companionship, a void ever encompassed by quiet solitude. Exacerbated by the fact I live in a 10 foot by 10 foot box that hasn't felt like home since I got here. Rare moments I get to sit on the sofa and watch tele I feel like I exist again.
The above is a rare and fleeting thought, but today it is here and today I needed to express it.
Today I will feel better.
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