Truth Is

It’s been a long time since someone asked me that question. Or since I trully felt someone meant it. But I guess it is irrelevant anyway. I could say many things and some of them could even be important to someone, but most of them would just go unheard. Or unread.

I don’t know.

From what I have seen, most attempts at communication are bound to fail. Either because the speaker is unable to find the right words, the right way, or because the listener never wanted to be there in the first place.

Or perhaps there has never existed such a thing as “the right words” or “the right way”. Maybe we are just trying, hoping that someday a door will open or a wind will blow or a healthy baby with keen sight will be born in the country of the blind.

Perhaps we should just cease all communication, go to sleep and call it a day, or a month, or a year.

Or eternity.

For you would know as well as I do that there would be no point in waking up.

Everything ends. Nothing begins.

Good night.
Sleep tight.