My Mind's Sedate

'...Sometimes I sneak around and listen in subways. Or I listen at soda fountains, and do you know what?'
'What?'
'People don't talk about anything'
'Oh, they must!'
'No, not anything. They name a lot of cars or clothes or swimming-pools mostly and say how swell! But they all say the same things and nobody says anything different from anyone else.'

Ray Bradbury - Farenheit 451

Dolomedes

I peer into the bottomless well, willing my eyes to penetrate the blackness. Unforgiving, empty. I pull myself onto the cool brick edging and glance over my shoulder as if I am being followed. I am alone. The night air is brisk. I am moving faster than I imagined I would. I check again. I am alone. I slide off the edge and into the abyss below. No turning back now.

Somebody calls out my name.

I clutch at the smooth walls for nothing, silently tangling with darkness as I fall.

It's too late.
And I have changed my mind.

Like the wind

To run. Wild and free. I always say it's not about running away but just running. Not this time. I dream about finding out how far my little legs might take me.

Minerals

Navigating a ruthless society is perpetually taxing on a heart that refuses to harden.

Gum

The only time I am not dwelling on how dark our world has become is when my head is buried in a dystopian fiction depicting how dark our world could become. I am struggling to find the beauty right now. This is not a mental illness moment, I am not unwell. I am just sad and scared. Aren't you?


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Shrinkles

I stand at the edge of the storm again, shivering, enveloped in my own arms. No way could I go back inside, not in the face of such a refreshing affront.

Proverbs

Enough to get you into trouble and enough to get you out.


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