Then your lungs start to constrict. It’s like the air is on a strike and refuses to go down your throat. Your entire ribcage starts alerting the system that something might be wrong. A glitch. Perhaps it’s a false alarm this time. Perhaps a little sleep will reset you. Perhaps you will wake up brand new tomorrow.
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Existentialism at 2 a.m.
‘I feel like co-existing in an Other space: a world of Nothingness. Oh, sweet Absurdity!’
Alta's World 