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30 December 2014 @ 08:26 pm
It's been awhile since I have actually posted anything to this community or this site at all, but I feel like I need to bring out my creative side more often. Hopefully the small but I just wrote will be alright.

She watched as drop of rain traveled down the front of her windshield, it collided with more creating a larger drop before reaching the bottom of the window and disappearing all together. She suddenly felt like that tear drop, all her emotions clashing into one, causing her ever falling life to hit rock bottom as she stared, the background blurring in her vision. She felt empty and yet she felt like she could scream, cry, and laugh all at once. Memories flashed in her mind as her car’s windshield wipers went across the window, wiping the slate clean. With every swipe, a new memory popped up. One where she was the happiest person on the planet, nothing could bring her down; another where she was sleeping and drinking and was at one of her lowest points. More and more flashed through her mind as her empty shell tried to feel something, anything whether it was anger or sadness or even just a small amount of pain.
“Why… Why do I feel nothing?” She asked the empty suffocating air in her car. She waited and waited, but there was no answer. Only silence, her ever growing darkness, and an unsure path with a fork in the road.
nerdiepotncello on January 3rd, 2015 09:04 am (UTC)
thanks for sharing. reminds me of how some catastrophes are liminal, transitional, and nondualistic altogether. and how feeling nothing can be a calmness that is devoid of shock, as if to observe the experience outside your skin perceived from within. a bit gray with room for humor, like the chinese word for disaster/opportunity.
Jesus Northbahia on January 4th, 2015 05:38 pm (UTC)
Thanks for posting! This comm hasn't been that active lately, partly my fault for not posting lines. I'll try to post them more regularly again so we can all get our creative juices flowing :)