Incompetence suddenly hits me.
Floating away due to the invisibility of my ego.
Time is no longer an issue.
As my feet lift off of the unstable ground I ponder over the things that could have been.
I realise how foolish I once was and will be.
I reiterate the fact that the only thing that will ever change is myself.
My hands graze the braille-like skin on my face,
and I am able to feel every weakness, every imperfection,
I do not shun it, I embrace it.
As imperfection seems to be the only remaining quality of my humanity.
My mind dwells on that for a while.
Curious, these thoughts seem logical for once.
The truth is, I'm still frightened.
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