Grey skies swallow the sun, and she revels in the foggy abyss. Her bright yellow coat glistens as rain washes the layers of sorrow from her past; she has been baptised: a new life awaits.
She smiles at every drop, greeting it like an old friend.
Ever since her brother passed away, the sun would not cease shining, insulting her sadness, attempting to force her out of her gloomy reveries by shimmering through the blinds. Now that December had come, the twist of climate finally allowed her some solace. Oddly enough, she felt at peace.
He was never coming home, but the thunder kept her company. The pitter-patter of water on her windows reminded her of their childhood puddle-jumping contests. He always won.
For the first time in a while, she did not feel alone anymore…
I put my phone away and intrepidly look up at the path ahead. I am in a state of metempsychosis. My soul has been converted from a robotic slave to a free human being. I am in control of my thoughts and desires. I feel like I can accomplish anything! But when I try to lock eyes with other humans, I am in awe. Everyone else is still entrapped by their screens, not even aware of my gaze. My pleading eyes have no impact. This is the reality we live in: one in which we constantly attempt to escape reality. No matter where we go, we are always alone. My liberated soul weeps for mankind.
“Hey D, it’s been a while! How are things?
-Well, work has been exhausting. Sometimes, I really wonder if it’s even worth it.
-What do you mean?
-Well you know, you work your ass off, spend that money on materialistic possessions that you assume will make you happy. Then you realise it’s a trivial pursuit.
-I’m not really catching your drift.
-I’m talking about the emptiness, M! Do you ever wonder if there’s more to life than paying bills and buying designer shoes?
-Well, I think life must be filled with positive, exciting experiences that will provide permanent bliss instead of temporary satisfaction.
-But what if it’s all you’ve ever wanted? What if it’s the one thing you actually need, but it’s… it’s too late. You can never retrieve what was never yours to begin with.
-Ok, throw me a bone here D! I feel like I’m on another wavelength!
-It’s okay, I’m just drifting off into the ocean waves of nothingness. We’re all just vibrating atoms.We will eventually drift apart and disappear into the vacuum of space.
-Wait… are we still talking about shoes?”
*Note: this piece was a result of a writing exercise that consists of conveying an emotion without using narrative. If you can guess the emotion, please comment below!