Sometimes I find myself deep in thought, my mind wandering literally in a different time and in a different world, all sense of reality lost, and I find that I'm holding my body completely and totally still. For a split second I feel perfectly content. Nothing is wrong in the world. Everything... everything is good. But the second passes quickly, for I suddenly realize I've stopped breathing.
(May 22, 1995)
1 comments:
I often leave reality through little daydreams, but they usually involve breathing. I like the description of the moment, though.
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