‘You see, time is a funny thing. Seemingly etching its way through our reality. But the supposed linearity of it only comes from our own man-made devices. I always imagined time to be more like water. Flowing and fluid, surrounding us. A sort of fleeting thing. Personal. I dunno, it’s hard to explain… But what do I know anyway. I don’t even have a watch. Besides most of the time I don’t even know what day of the week it is.’ she said while staring somewhere in the distance. As if she was thinking of something far bigger than the conversation we were having. And all of a sudden it stopped. She looked at me with a silly grin on her face.
She turned her eyes away from me and stared back at her coffee. I loved it when she tried to make me part of that complex thought-train that was always running full-speed in her head. And as usual, fail miserably as the thoughts outpaced her ability to catch them into words. I watched as she took another sip.
‘I am going to miss you a million.’ I thought while taking her in. Trying to burn her image in my memories.
As that thought kept echoing through my head I felt the air turn thick. The blueish haze covered my reality once more and slowly but surely the whole world came to a standstill.
‘Here we go again.’ I murmured.