Gabe Easter

Reality

I stood completely alone in a crowded room. I do a lot of that these days. I suppose I want to feel something, anything, other than what I was feeling.
 
Life has a tricky way of deciding when it will allow us to feel a certain way or not.  Some things I feel can be a conscious choice perpetuated into reality.  A small lot, however, rears their ugly heads at times you wouldn’t expect.
 
Here I was. Drink in hand. Music playing softly in the background and all the space I would need to dance the night away should I choose to.
 
I don’t know what it was. Perhaps it was the atmosphere of places I used to frequent but at one point I determined I didn’t need to anymore.
 
I had found somebody. 
 
Somebody didn’t need a drink to keep me entertained. Somebody didn’t require my medication to keep me focused on them. But somebody wasn’t here anymore.
 
Empty.
 
That’s how I feel.
 
Longing.
 
For something I wish would come, either back to me or anew, but perhaps never will.
 
To my chagrin, I’ve accepted those outcomes.
 
Those unacceptable terms thrust upon me much against my will. A contract I never wanted to sign.
 
Nowadays, it seems I’m working harder than ever before to do everything I possibly can...to feel nothing. Nothing at all.
 
Because nothing would feel more peaceful than the reality I find myself in.
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