Buildings, Walls and Traps

Everything But The Girl - Nothing Left to Lose (Jasmine’s Underground Mix)

Inescapable routines and grinds stacked on one another ad infinitum. Forever into the sky: becomes the sky/ceiling. Trapped inside.

Wondering what lies beyond those walls, there is probably darkness. No glory, or end, just emptiness. However, using “probably” denotes a small modicum of hope.

Get more sleep, I say, brain resets and keeps the shadows of gloom at bay. Nobody else can be blamed, just me.