“I have to say that I live in a country where, never one time in my life… ever, even once… did I go to the grocery store… and there find any shelf bare. Never.

It sounds ridiculous, but I wasn’t prepared for that. The first time I saw that, some part of me recoiled in terror. It was totally unprecedented.

If only that wasn’t the physical analogy of something that happened inside me many months earlier. The place inside me where I go to obtain the necessities that bring my soul to life. One morning it was empty.

You can talk to people about the grocery store and they will understand. But inside yourself? No one understands that. I mean, there wasn’t a virus in there, or some kind of quarantine… was there?

It’s just a mystery. And it makes what happened at the grocery store seem almost inconsequential in comparison.

Because, you know, without the light inside there’s nothing outside that matters.

It’s just empty darkness in a variety of designer hues…”

— infraheard