October 2, 2023

I am nothing. A speck of nothing floating through an infinite space of everything. Or do I have it wrong and I am everything floating through an infinite space of nothing. Depending on the tick of the universe. I am both. Nothing and everything all at once, or in moments too small to differentiate.

I woke up to the entire universe staring back at me. It’s bright and it’s faded, a stretched out oval that bleeds light on each side. It’s alive because it’s changing, it must be moving. They all do.

My head has been under water for days. Thoughts are all I can hear. Bouncing off the inside.

There is a glimmer of sunlight on my wall.