Premonition

Sunlight pours into the room through the massive window to my left. I can only see it through my peripheral vision, and the glare from the setting sun hazes my view. Blocks of sunlight slowly drift over my barren feet, leaving a trail of warmth in their path. The soft summer breeze blows the long white sheers making them dance gaily in the empty space in the room. I stand there with the cool wooden floor beneath my feet reminding me of my childhood, staring at a large, antique, white, door in front of me. There's a comfort of being home, in my own house. No anxiety racing through my head. A feeling of contentment with my current knowledge and life. In this moment I am living in the future, reminiscing over the past, watching it from the present. A feeling I have never experienced. Thank you Universe for granting me a sliver of the future to chew upon to hold off my hunger, yet not too much to spoil my appetite.

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Wretched mirror! My unwavering foe... I cringe at the sight of your countenance!