Inertia.

I wish the world would stop spinning. I am sick of being dragged around by nothing but inertia, and tired of feeling nauseated at everything that comes flying in my face. What I really want is to feel alive again. To be more spirited, kinder, gentler, and stronger. I want to notice the world in details, details that are so minuscule that under normal circumstances would underwised go unnoticed unless everything freezes, like that crease on your forehead, or the sparkle in your eye, or the snowflake in your hand, or that smirk when you beat me in a game, or that gasp when you let the splatter of oil rebounded onto your hand while you try preparing breakfast. I wish the world would stop spinning. I really do.

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