We all need breaks, moments of respite. Sometimes, the need for rest is purely physical. Sometimes, it’s mental. Sometimes, it’s both. Breaks are good to become whole again. Given I write about mindfucks all the time, I decided to take a break from it. Or rather, write about taking a break from them. There will be no confusion, no shenanigans whatsoever in the lines to follow. Still, I hope you like it nonetheless.
“What’s wrong, Emil?”
“This thing between us… It can’t be 24/7. I need a break.”
“I know, which is why I’m giving you one minute of clarity.”
“But that’s not enou…!”
“Time’s up. Sleep!”
His mind slammed shut.
“Hmmm… what was I doing?”
“You were about to kiss my shoes, Emily.”
P.S. – I’m such a terrible liar, aren’t I?