#jaz stuff

It was peaceful. So oddly peaceful that my skin prickled, waiting for some sort of problem to happen. But the stars only twinkled in response, and the clouds just passed through the velvet night sky. It felt like I was the only person left in the world, and I wouldn’t have been surprised if it was true. The overbearing sense of loneliness I felt everyday almost became a companion tagging behind me. Everywhere I went, no matter how vast and how wide the new expanse of land discovered was, Loneliness seemed to tap my shoulder and whisper sweet nothings in my ear. Oh, how sweet they were.