memory pool

As the night begins to crawl in to every crevice of my room, it’s darkness only makes me more awake.

Tossing and turning.

The reflection of events keeps my mind moving at a pace I can only try and catch up with. I fail miserably. Sinking deeper into the pool of darkness. Soon it becomes apparent that this pool does have a bottom, but rather no top. I find myself floating at the same place I have always been. The surface just keeps getting taller and taller. Soon my hands will disappear in front of me.

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