I’m on the beach. It’s night. The wind is still as loud as I remember it. Somehow I know I’m not really here. It’s just a nocturnal deception of closed eyes. But I walk to the sea. The skin on my feet feels repulse with the shock of the cold … Continue reading
I act like them.
I speak like them.
I hang like them.
But I’ll never be one of them.
I’m only pretending.
And they don’t care about me anyway.
I have been off all social media lately, only popping in a few times to briefly say something. My phone buzzes with fewer notifications now that I deleted many apps, even ones I thought I could not live without. My days feel more peaceful and my eyes turn to the space in which I live, seeing more what has meaning to me and what does not.
There is sound from the neighboring room. There is sound and it’s an instrument being strummed. And there is a voice singing. There is a voice, and it’s singing in a tongue I don’t know. It’s singing a song and it’s soothing to me. It’s soothing and it’s swaddling my … Continue reading