Those Minutes

Those minutes where he is alone,just he and his pillow. He thinks,alot. He thinks about everything,anything. It varies from,”what am I doing with my life?” to “did I have homework ?” The room is so silent,but his mind is so loud. It drives him crazy because the things he would never think about, he thinks about them at that point. Sometimes, he hate it because it brings up things he would rather never think about again. The split second before sleep is the most active second of his life.

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7 comments

  1. SHITIJ SHARMA · January 1, 2016

    nice

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Ameena k.g · January 1, 2016

    I love how you wrote from the perspective of “a male”, I find that hard to do. And I love this, so relatable.

    Liked by 1 person

    • Perfect Blemish · January 1, 2016

      Thankyousomuch ๐Ÿ˜˜
      Even I find it hard to write from ‘a male’ perspective. And it’s my first attempt. And I am happy you like it.

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  3. Pratyusha · January 1, 2016

    The thoughts are nicely presented ๐Ÿ™‚
    Good one ๐Ÿ™‚

    Liked by 1 person

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