Insomnia

The ceiling looms over me in the thick dark of the night. With the curtains pulled and the door closed, I can only just see the edges of the crown molding high above.

I breathe in. I breathe out.

I blink and the change barely registers on my vision.

Open. Closed.

It makes no difference to the molasses pace of the moments oozing by.

A truck passes on the highway. A dog barks on the far side of the neighborhood. A toilet flushes a few floors above.

I breathe in. I breathe out.

I resist the temptation to hit the home button on my phone, lighting up the room with it’s glowing face, to check the time.

It’s still dark. It’s still night. That’s all that matters.

I close my eyes, replace the dim outline of the ceiling with the swirls and pulses that fill the void inside my head.

I breathe in. I breathe out.

I wait for morning to come again.

12/6/17 prompt: “live through life’s in-betweens”

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