I woke up and sat up, staring directly at the window that was still closed. Gazing intensely at nothing.
Yes, it felt peaceful and no, time didn’t slow down at an agonizing pace. In fact I lost touch of that, I promise you I can barely account for how long I was sat in that position. It was so peaceful. It almost felt like I was floating.
Voices and sounds from outside dimmed away.
Rachel my sister walks into my room and finds me completely zoned out. She laughed, asked me what I was doing staring at the window. “I am organizing my day” I responded back with a smile. She laughed at that again. It sounded funny maybe, I don’t know.
I was serious. I was sorting through my day. I write a to- do list occasionally usually a day before. Yesterday I did write one up. Somehow though I woke up and figured I needed to stare right into nothingness and sort through my to-do list again.
Probably my sister went to work thinking I’m either turning into a psycho or I am outright depressed. Bless her heart♥️.
I am a certified weirdo. I like myself that way though.
And yes, I’ll have a conversation with my sister later, talk her into seeing that, sometimes staring into nothing isn’t always a result of depression or whatever. At times it just feels awesome zoning out and sorting things little by little from within.
Cheers❤️
Shadow to my light. 