Something was off.
And not in an obvious way...
But in an off way.
It felt like the air itself stood still.
My lungs could not even expand.
It was like time stopped for just one moment for me to sit and think....
Really think about it.
I sat there and tried to see what it was I was suppose to think about, what it was the universe, or whatever it was wanted me to see.
I stopped to smell the roses... But I began to see that my nose was clogged.
It was off.
I couldn't pick up on it.
I knew it was there... Some big ambiguous meaning... But I didn't know what it was!
So I just laid there.
And I staid so still I could almost feel the blood moving through my veins... Rushing so intensely and stringing me along a rapid river. The air was so quiet an eerie awkwardness ran over me.
As I opened my eyes... I knew that there was nothing for me to know. There was everything and nothing at the same time...
All I could do
Was just know
That
Something
Was most definitely
Off.
