Insomnia

The environment around me is in a state of static timeless tranquility suspended in limbo between a twilight just ended and a new day still to come. I wake up, I look around. I’m alone, in silence, around me the others sleep. Unable to fall back to sleep, my mind is flooded by images, memories and fragments of incoherent thoughts. Tired and restless, I get up and go out. The familiar surroundings immersed in a theatrical light appear mysterious, surreal. The human presence, almost absent, suggests a feeling of lack of communication, of exclusion, of melancholy. Only the reassuring silence that surrounds me helps me to unwind. The suspension of time leaves me in a state between dream and reality, which favours deep meditation.