[WP] When you look in the mirror, you see not yourself, but an alternate you. Nobody knows about it, because the universes so close there is almost no difference. But today they start to diverge.

Can you really feel empty? What do you call the feeling of feeling nothing at all? Every day was a routine, every hour another grind as my life wore closer and closer to the nub, and I slowly began the mull over the idea of freeing myself from this crushing weight of nothingness. Now, I might be a selfish person, but at least I’m thoughtful. I would put down a tarp first. Make the cleanup a little easier.

I walked to the store (as I do not own a tarp), and with every footstep I could feel myself being free. Free from the routine, free from the pit in my heart, free from a world that would keep turning whether or not I woke up tomorrow. But as I placed the packaged tarp on the checkout, the cashier stopped and looked at me. I don’t know why she did it, although I suspect my demeanor betrayed me, but she asked me what was wrong. And I, being the fool I am, cried in the checkout line. I wasn’t happy, no, but I wasn’t empty either. This was something: a start. I left the tarp at the store.

The next day, I pulled out my small pocket mirror to check my appearance before work. I didn't have a reflection.

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