waking up to a quiet light, a gauzy mist floating just above the head. the eyes open and the world suddenly transforms after one two three blinks. the twitter of birds, the flutter of lawn mowers, the hum of distant cars.

then silence.

you close your eyes, you squeeze, and you try, you try so so hard. but you can’t. and you are left alone with the company of a single torturing thought — “why?”