Torch

You ever try to comprehend anything before coffee and 7am? Fight Club said we work to buy our useless shit, rinse, and repeat. She said she was worried about me. Maybe we’re all just in a simulation. Somewhere I am someone who doesn’t lose. One day, every star will go out in the universe. One star will be the last to light the darkness. That’s what keeps me going. The thought that one celestial being will be a random torch to life, remaining until it doesn’t.