I open my eyes slowly, the light surges in. My view is obstructed. I try to see past so that I can see what’s on the other side of the window. My view is obstructed. The one thing I want is sitting in front of me but I can’t see it. I know it’s there only because I can’t see through the window, otherwise I’d be blind to it. I reach my hand out; one finger is farther than the rest. I try to touch the entity but my fingers are numb. I do the only thing I know; close my eyes again and start over.
I open my eyes fast, my pupils are dilated. What was once there is no longer. I stare into space, wondering what just happened. Was there something there before? I rethink my previous thoughts. Nothing; nothing was there. I look around, scared to see behind me. Nothing.
I slam my eyes shut. I daydream. I reflect on what my life has been and where it is going next. I smile at the simple, yet beautiful thoughts but tears plunge my face on the miserable and depressing ones. I am no longer who I used to be. New things happen everyday. Old things disappear everyday. We never stay who we used to be. The forces around us are forever changing.
I open my eyes, they are flooded. I see what had been obstructing my view but I can’t make out what it is. I try reaching for it once more but I can’t, it keeps disappearing. “Come back,” I say. It’s going, it’s gone. I can never get it again.