Sarah hadn’t expected him to stop and ask her
how she was doing.
Was it the look on her face?
Pausing for just a moment,
she continued floating.
Up, over her head
like an apparition.
Untethered, no longer within.
Not who she used to be.
Not here, really.
Not anymore.
Looking upon the scene below
she heard herself say
as she continued to drift away,
“I’m fine.
Thanks for asking.”
Reality doesn’t impress me. I only believe in intoxication, in ecstasy, and when ordinary life shackles me, I escape, one way or another. No more walls.
Anaïs Nin
This was post was written in response to writing prompts on Word Of The Day Challenge and Ragtag Daily Prompt.
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