Woke Up Like This #11

Day 13573: Woke up with acid in my throat and the rain still dripping in. More and more came down and location change to stay dry. The still asking of why. Without conclusion or resolution. Put it down. There is no why, only happening & response. Only hurt and pain, memories of how uncomfortable life was and now the discomfort of being alone, independent, responsible for one. Continual questioning of what is life made. Knowing consciousness is all there ever is, the witness, the self aware. Here lies the waking dream. The combined presence of want and desire and there was only these things sometimes. Only planning…