Spectations

A study, of words, in crimson, sometimes blue, rarely yellow.

Monologue [Be human.]

Time has a way of settling everything, and the things that it doesn’t settle, it puts into perspective. Time is also relevant; there are moments of silence and infinities of chaos. There are days when everything feels like its back on track. But you know, somewhere deep in your heart, that it isn’t. You know that these moments of brilliance are the final, desperate sparks of a dying flame trying to reignite itself. You know that the distance has stretched out too far. The silences are not complete now; they are filled with doubts, unsaid words, unvoiced fears.  The chaos is beginning to become routine, a rhythm you fall in and out of with more grace than you ever thought you had. The whole world is spinning just like before, in complete harmony, going full circle, but your own little world is off-kilter. But, hey, sunshine, it’s ok, you know? Because at the end of the day you’re all that you really need. We come and go and we’re never less lonely and our disguises only get tougher with age. So, sunshine, go be yourself, and be absolutely alone – because you can do that. Revel in the solitude, because only in this absolute silence will you find yourself. Not every silence needs filling. Be human, and be proud.

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