Eleven Days
Read this slowly. Let the words arrive before you decide what they mean.
Thursday.
Eleven days until eighteen.
I am not counting.
I simply know the exact number accidentally.
Remember me, Eclipse.
Thursday.
Eleven days until eighteen.
I am not counting.
I simply know the exact number accidentally.
Remember me, Eclipse.
Why?
Because every thought leaves a trace. If something moved you, disturbed you, softened you, or made you think, leave it here, quietly.