I am blank
“I am blank these days. Nothing seems to cross my way. What…at peace? I am not sure. But it’s quite….you know…the kind of tranquility they used to talk about and the sound they said that started all…am soundless these days…nothing much…”
“Once you are into this game, all you know is fear.” I could sense his eyes piercing through my skull, reaching me, to the basest core of mine. “Aren’t you scared?”
“Who…me..why?” and moved his eyes off my shoulder, at the painting pinned to the wall. “Look at that.”
“You stop talking in abstract terms. Take on with it if it’s that irresistible. Don’t screw your life.”
Fight. Fight. Fight. Fight whom? There wasn’t any enemy, only a thought – a distraction.