The Lonelies
chapter
2
"Your room
smells like freshly brewed coffee." Seth wrote, his messy
handwriting filling the small page.
"I know,
isn't it wonderful." Freshly brewed coffee was a
heavenly scent. It was soothing and wonderful. It reminded me of
sleepless summer nights. Staying up with warm coffee in my hands
as the sun rose adding little warmth to the chilly Washington
mornings.
Seth sat on my
bed, messing up the sheets that were once perfectly laid across
my bed. 'So messy' I thought while I searched through my
rack of movies. I placed Sleeping Beauty in the vcr and flattened
the sheets next to Seth and laid down, not watching but listening
to the sounds of the movie. I don't think Seth ever really
watched the movie but instead made one of his own movies in his
head. Seth was a thinker. A quiet one who never seemed to share
his thoughts, but he was a thinker. Every once in a while
he'd wake me from my regular nap to make me read some idea or
theory that had popped into his head and I'd say a few words
of what I thought and he'd go back to thinking and I go back
to sleeping.
Another routine,
another thing in our life that Seth would say was
"normal". Normal wasn't a word I liked. Though, the
way Seth had put it "normal" was comforting. Our lives
were hectic and loud. Unlike our voices but very much like our
thoughts.
Seth laid down
next to me and I could tell he'd thought too much. He did
that a lot. It tired him out and no matter how many times I tell
him he shouldn't overthink he can't help himself. Another
con added to always listening to others and never saying
anything. You keep all of what you want to say and think to
yourself letting it consume your brain tiring you out mentally
and physically.
Life was a game.
The only way to win was to not play. We're cheated out of
that option, though. So we're stuck in a game with no rules
and no directions expecting us to figure out all the kinks and
quirks; we always end up losing not matter what we find or who we
meet or how far we get into the game. Once you enter, the only
way to leave is to lose.