The window sill no longer held it’s opague color, instead, the begining stages of morning colored the vertical panels a pale pink.

The birds chirped seconds after one another calling for each other.

The shadows once again appeared on the opposite walls, and I breathed in a shallow breath realizing that the world never stopped for anyone.

The world will keep going rather you’re conscious or not. And I choose then to see the world for the first time, without any light.