Eternity

All this introspection gets too much, crushing you under its own gravity, drawing you inwards. Even the senses are captive to its cause, the head a dark, claustrophobic hole. Then the world miraculously intervenes with an afternoon, blowing leaves in circles about your heavy feet as if to tickle and bend solemn lips into a begrudging smile. Then the unexplainable, a sense of something escaping, glancing off the ordinary into eternity and almost embarrassingly, you give a little skip.