My consciousness is floating through space, disconnected from my body. My wish had nearly come true; I had ceased to exist. Almost. The history of myself was erased– everyone I’d ever known, everything I’d ever done, would have no connection towards me anymore. Nobody remembered me. Yet here I am, floating through the void, through space, with memories and thoughts and hatred. With sourness, with misery, with love and wistfulness. Was this truly worth it? I’m floating away, I don’t exist to anyone anymore, other than myself. Was this truly, 100% worth it? It ended the suffering I put upon others, it ended the disappointment. Yet here I am, floating, thinking, waiting, watching… Nothing but thinking and floating, waiting and watching for all of eternity.
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