
Do you ever wake up just feeling hollow? I often wonder if I am alone in this. I wake up and just lie there waiting. It's like I become empty during the night and morning finds me just a shell, waiting for something to occupy the space. A hermit crab? Clouds? Cotton candy? I always try to figure out if it is something phsyiological. I usually come up with yes and no for answers to that... This may be part of why I eat. To fill the void. And I think that must be non-physical. I think it is loneliness. I heard someone say once that New York's biggest irony is how lonely one can be in a city so densely populated. I don't go to bed lonely. I don't think about it. I don't notice that I feel it. And then I wake up and SCOOP. I am all scooped out.
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