A ray of light entered my life. Not a simple wave/particle/potato, something more.
Annoying, one of these rays of light that keep you awake, no matter how many pillows or sheets you put over your head.
Then you’re walking in the monochrome greyness of every day and you see it from behind a door, or on the stairs, or near a table in a bar.
I cannot know or describe this ray of light, and yet I stay awake biting my pencil, like some big writer people will study.

A ray of light haunts and confuses my very existence, near and so far away, ideal in my thoughts but simply unknown.

And I can’t even find a closing joke…

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