Fear Of Missing Out
" I like the feeling of being awake, when no else is." -Theodore Finch (All the Bright Places) I toss and turn in my bed as I'm unable to sleep. I stand up and open the shutters, letting some air in, to accompany my sleeplessness. The cool breeze brings with it the dampness of the atmosphere and pats my face and goes back... I look outside and the lights from the partially busy roads prickle my eyes. I stare at the ceiling for a while, thinking about nothing. It is plain and dark, and barely visible. I blink my eyes again and again, trying to play with the darkness inside my room. But, after a few moments as if it understands my playfulness, it snatches away the fun. I pull my blanket over my face trying to trap the darkness inside, but it's suffocating and I start missing the soft touch of the breeze. I take the blanket off and think of something else to pass my time with. And it suddenly hits my mind, that I've been ignoring one thing that I'm unabl...