Waking at 4AM involuntarily can be nice sometimes. Get an unexpected early start to the day. Or have a few peaceful thoughts while laying there, then return to slumber. But when you awake soaked in
sweat
, gasping for breath, it's like you were thrown into an existence you never asked for. Isn't that what
life
was? An existence nobody could ask for, because prior to it you were nothing.
When my breath finally came back to me, I half-considered remaining in bed. Maybe I could fall back asleep, I thought. But I knew this was a bad idea. There was no way I could milk out another cycle. Too amped. Plus this sweat would ruin the bedding.
I dragged myself out of bed. Took my clothes off. And took a shower without turning on the lights.
"it's like you were thrown into an existence you never asked for. Isn't that what
life
was? An existence nobody could ask for, because prior to it you were nothing"
The question bares an answer. You were thrown in it without your choice, you shall stay till you will be signed out but never you shall sign out by yourself.
The question bares an answer. You were thrown in it without your choice, you shall stay till you will be signed out but never you shall sign out by yourself.