numinous

"It’s like some of us are chasing after our nightmares the way other people chase dreams." Some insight, rare, from Catalina. The woman was looking at the sky, the stars, feeling overwhelmed by life and strangely, comforted by how small and insignificant she truly was. In the end, she was only one, barely one. Catalina was not looking at whoever was next, didn't even know if they had just stood there or sought her out. "I think I need another drink," she finally said with a laugh.