I am most afraid and anxious before sleeping.
Needing to face my thoughts alone in the darkness and quietness scares me...and this quietness and stillness are the same duo that liberates me from anxiety. I think about you (the black), about you (the white), about you (the lost), about you (the present). The silence is almost deafening alongside with the whiteness of still air against my beating heart.
heart beat one
heart beat two
heart beat three
heart beat four
Dante, Oh Dante, perhaps this is what you meant when you said to remember tonight...for it is the beginning of always.
heart beat five
heart beat six