I have insomnia.
Not the kind that sleep CBT can suss out in 7-45 working days. Heavy narcotics hardly do the job either.
It is, “No one will come. You must stay awake.”
Early abandonment is not an echo but my nervous system’s blueprint. A lullaby of architectural loneliness, pressed into the tender parts of my head (that remained flat due to my infant self being propped up with a bottle and left in a crib to cry all alone).
I found this video whilst looking for a new meditation on YouTube. Its pixelated nostalgia trapped me for a moment… and I woke up 90 minutes later, perplexed about how I had dozed off.
