In the cold revealing light of the morning, as I go about my mundane daily tasks, without warning or reason I will stare into the middle distance and imagine a vast expanse of darkness. A starless, ancient, eternal night. And I imagine myself as an atronaut unmoored from his spacefaring vessel, his only reference to reality shrinking until it becomes part of the nothingness. Dying, lost forever, cosmically forgotten. And then I move on with my day.
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