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The Truth About It
I wonder if you can actually will for things to change. You hear so often that it’s all in your mind until you begin to wonder if that’s actually true. Can you change things by merely willing for them to be? I thought that I wanted something that was nothing, that I didn’t realize was nothing until that nothing became something. Some may question how such a thing is even possible. After all, it’s nothing. But I did. I gave my heart to nothing and watched nothing grow so massively that my reality became consumed with the invisible effort of nothing willed into something.
I cried for nothing, I wanted for nothing, I felt nothing. While nothing remained constant I willed harder and got whispers. Some were of things that I longed to hear and others were of promises that thundered although lightly spoken. And before long, nothing turned into something. Hope. Yet nothing was still the reality. Hope can sometimes have a crippling effect on one’s perception. You begin to see things as you want versus how they truly are.
Days then months began to go by with my thoughts yet willing me into a place that became home. I lived there and there is where I kept my most prized possessions. I housed my hopes, dreams, comfort, emotions, happiness, and peace there. All accessible to be picked through and used as pleased. I never realized how much space that nothing could take up.
After a while, my home got burglarized but there was no evidence of forced entry. No door unhinged. No windows broken. But all of my prized possessions were gone. They’d been used up until the point that I felt nothing.
After almost two years, I thought that I saw a glimpse of the invader…. but maybe it was nothing.
WRITTEN BY: Davina Sims