Halfpast12musings

I think we all have sadness in our souls. The place that opens when the lights are off and you stare into a familiar pitch dark view, just like when you close your eyes. 

I once have a friend who told me he can't sleep with the lights off. He needs to see light. He needs to see what is around him. He needs to be present. I remember sipping my coffee, swallowing the question. What do you see then, when you close your eyes? 

Most people don't like to be reminded of their fears, the little clues of insecurities they let on are not blankets you pushed off when you no longer seek warmth. They are the ones that seek to cover as you let the floodgates open.