Musings || 5.4.18

A thought crosses your mind
And your breath ceases
You hear a crack
You feel the crack
You blink
Cutting the thought down as fast as possible
You resume breathing
Shortly after, a memory comes up
The crack is back again
And again
And again
It’s a cycle
You’re not sure
If the crack is occurring
In the same spot
Or multiples places
These days, you’re not sure
Of a lot of things
One thing you are kinda sure of
Is that
One deep intentional breath after another
You’re still here.


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