Stream of Consciousness: Where I'm At

A state of divorce. Perhaps what’s the cement within these walls of idleness is you not being satisfied with the options you have. You don’t know where to go because you don’t know where you can go and so you choose to remain stuck where you are at. But where are you at? There’s no sense of place. Distance has no meaning because everywhere is the same. Time is nothing but still heavy air. Ticking doesn’t matter because you can’t hear it. Ticking can only be heard when you have places to go and things to do. So all you hear is silence and Silence breathes loudly and heavily right beside your ears. So much time what do you do with it? You wait as it waits for something to happen to you. Time is its own boss so it chooses the velocity it races at. Now it waits lethargically. You both wait. Time has never greeted you in such abundance prior. This bastard likes to tease everyone like that.