#like songs from my childhood or parks that i used to visit.it's all from a distant past.

[feluka]

ok i'm completely convinced that i'm experiencing a non-linear progression of time rn because there's NO WAY the coffee that was too hot to drink a second ago is now ice cold

#it's like *tries to drink* ouchie too hot! *tries to drink* ouchie too hot *tries to drink* ouchie! #*tries to drink* the coffee is long gone. evaporated. not even mist is left behind. #the air is cool. the mug i was drinking from itself has begun to decompose. #but not just the air is different. the land is a desolate post apocalyptic hellscape. #i regain my senses and everyone i've known is long gone. every place i've been to is destroyed #i step out and the world is unfamiliar and cold and the people are all strangers #in a moment of clarity i realise that it's always been that way for me. living in a world i don't belong to in a time that doesn't need me. #i mourn that i can no longer even hold onto fickle comforts #like songs from my childhood or parks that i used to visit.it's all from a distant past. #but most of all i mourn that i have slept a hundred years and nobody has thought to wake me. nobody has noticed my absence. #i don't have long to mourn before my mind breaks. because it's not meant for humans to know the long term outcome of their actions. #to know that it was all for nothing. that the world falls apart anyways. #all humans can do is try so that their children's children will have a better future. but they have no way of knowing. #all they can do is hope. but i can do more than that. i can see that none of it mattered. #and most importantly i have to go make another DAMN CUP OF COFFEE AND CATCH IT BEFORE IT FUXKING COOLS DOWN AGAIN