And you tried to sleep it off, didn’t you? You thought sleep would be a better reality. You had hoped it wouldn’t reach you there. Or maybe you tried to stay awake and let it consume you, overwhelm you, or weigh you down. You kept your eyes open and allowed yourself to drown in it because maybe sensing everything about it would be better than sensing nothing at all. You either tried to hide from it or face it.

And you think you know what I’m talking about, but you don’t. This could be totally something different from what you’re thinking about. Yet somehow, you understand in your own way because you’re either trying to distance yourself from something or trying to welcome something even if it’s slowly killing you.