alone with my thoughts

Sina Buitkamp

by Sina Buitkamp

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Is it thoughtfulness or sadness? Does she close her eyes because the sun is dazzling her at daybreak or because she wants to keep the tears from wandering around? Is it the past that concerns her, or the future? Certainty or uncertainty. Now or never. Black and white or colourful. Confronted with a variety of triggers that evoke different feelings in us, we go about the day worrying about what other people might think about us, but not about what they think – and judge anyway. The fast pace of everyday life leads to monotony. Valuable things lose value and unimportant things become important. It seems to be impossible to interrupt the flow of life.







At nighttime, instead of sleeping I cry.
Welcoming the relief that comes along, while the tears wash away stress and pressure and suddenly my view is clearer.

There’s a new day ahead. I may not have a plan, but the stream of tears opened up a new direction. I’m not lost anymore.










Would you turn back time to when life was easy? Was it ever easy or were we just young and naive?

Looking back with my knowledge today, I can see how my lifeline earned some of its cracks back then already. So no, I wouldn’t turn back time, I wouldn’t want to go through all that again, instead I concentrate on the present to ensure myself a more promising future.





© Sina Buitkamp 2023-08-29

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