somewhere between yesterday and tomorrow a quiet and subtle space exists where life is suspended the chaos and uncertainty of what is to come seems to vanish

the tranquil noise and deceptive symphony of darkness beating and breathing alone yet surrounded by life left to think of who you are and where you will be while the world watches from quiet corners pretending to be asleep a place where you discover yourself more than you can run from yourself

where you feel your own heart beating through your chest and the breeze of your own breath feels like a storm alone but surrounded by life with nothing to do but wonder nothing to do but understand who you really are and who you wish you weren't

i enjoy the inbetween this space where we are not quite yesterday and not nearly tomorrow and we sit uncomfortably with ourselves with no escape with no distraction with no excuses just the quiet uncertainty of two worlds colliding