a breath held the world tonight

 

I can't sleep. My mind is racing, filled with the loose ends that have become my generation's malady. As I was laying wide awake, I thought of those closest to me. I thought of their sleeplessness. Panning out from them, I thought of my acquaintances, and somewhat acquaintances. And I realized that they too were living lives of loose ends. My thoughts muted by the weight of our collective karma, the night grew loud in its silence. Every one holding their breath. It's as if the world itself is holding its breath. And in that too-loud silence my heart pounds louder, and threatens to explode.

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lovely to see you writing