I open my eyes. 

For a moment, there is a haze.

Everything is blurry.

I don’t notice anything else.

A few seconds pass, and now my eyes come into focus.

I finally begin to notice my breathing.

It’s shallow and smooth.

Like a wave-less body of infinite water.

And now I see across from me that there is someone else. 

Despite my initial mental charges, I can see that this mysterious entity across from me is looking at me.

And now all that runs through my mind is the glare beaming across from this mysterious being.

The silence doesn’t help my apparent delirium.

Through this… stillness.

But I love this.  All of this. 

This serenity.  This immobile moment.  Out of the reach of time.

It’s not that I don’t remember how I got here.

It’s that I don’t want to think about how I got here.

I don’t remember and I don’t care.

I just want to revel into this mystical serenity.

This hypnotic glare.

An abyss I wish to be forever confined within.

Falling, down, forever, into this void.

I don’t want to leave this.

This moment.

As I go to move in closer, I notice that something has changed.

Then there is a loud bang.

This of course, quickly stirs me from the darkness.

Now I’m awake.

Cleanliness is next to godliness.  Well, at least that’s what they say.  Despite the potential for a philosophical self-debate, after the cleanup, I head for the shower.  It’s not unusual for me to spend 45 minutes or more in the shower these days.  More so, however, on this particular day.  On this particular day, there is a lot I need to be clean for.  Thus, this entails making sure that I am surgically clean on all possible bodily surfaces.  After all, with the way I do life, I need to make being clean a top priority.  I begin to scrub away, making sure to get everything.


And while I scrub on, my mind now fades off into other things. 

Now I’m thinking back to yesterday morning.

Yesterday morning, when I was in the shower.

And now I go back to yesterday, right when I was in the shower.

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George Sytles

George Styles lives in Cleveland, OH.  He obtained in PhD in Biochemistry from the University of Ottawa in Ottawa, ON, Canada, and is also the author of two books, Chronic Calamity and Lost Without Mischief. He is currently working on his third book which is due out in Spring 2021. Along with this, he has numerous hobbies including, writing, songwriting, guitar and bass, martial arts, programming and coding, microcontrollers, reef aquariums, philosophy and spends lots of time trying to decipher the universe and all its mysterious secrets. Connect with George at twitter.com/geostylegeo and his blog: geostylegeo.wixsite.com/thestylesg