Posted on 22 Mar 2016 under Random
It’s late enough at night to be considered early the next morning. The world is largely asleep, the city glowing softly in the moonlight. I stand at the window, tiredness pouring out of me, staring into the distance.
It’s a lie, though, isn’t it, what I said earlier? Because clichéd as it may sound, the city truly never sleeps. Buildings in the background have lights turned on, and headlights quiver on the roads below as the cars snake their way through the urban maze. In the distance, there’s a man standing at a window, looking out into the world, just like me.
I wonder briefly if there’s anything we share, other than this moment of consciousness.
Probably nothing. I turn away, slink into bed and pull the blanket over me.