RAINY DAY
By Hmzlf
Gentle raindrops began hitting the roof. The skies had darkened although it was just about 1 o’clock in the afternoon. The grey clouds hung close to the ground and the gentle breeze that accompanied the droplets would soon turn them into full raging showers. I lay in bed. Wrapped in the covers, consumed by the tunes that filled my head through the wired headphones.
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It was all dark in the room, except for the faint daylight from outside the windows, and the projector light, beaming relaxing visuals onto the wall that faced my bed. This was my way of zoning out from the world around me. The silent visuals gave life to the sounds in my ear. I was indeed, “fried”.
I felt heavy. Not the kind that weighs down on you from the problems of the world. No. Rather, I was being held down in a soft, yet firm embrace, as psychedelic waves, and the feeling of absolute oneness lifted me into a deep state of peace and tranquility. I allowed myself to get lost in these feelings. My phone suddenly buzzed. I slowly lifted it up to eye level, squinting as the screen came to life. It was my food. I forgot I had ordered that.
