Sometimes…
When I’m all alone at night, I like to overturn the universe.
It’s easier than it sounds. All you need to do is lie on your back and look up at the stars. Let yourself feel the enormity of the universe… the infinite galaxies crushing down on you, riveting you to the spot you rest on. You are nothing but a speck of stardust, held in place by forces even the most eloquent scientists have yet to understand.
Then, when you feel yourself both awed and relaxed, staring up into that far flung infinity of darkness and light, slowly start to convince yourself that the universe is actually below you…
You are overlooking them… a massive force keeps you pressed against the Earth, and that infinite sky is below you. The world is at your back, and you are flying over that abyss of stars, risking falling into them forever.
Do this and you can really feel like everything is below you. Like it would take nothing to send you careening off into the void forever, detached from the Earth and falling down into the depths of the sky and there you are… floating between Earth and nothingness.
And then I get up slowly, and walk back to my room to sleep.
