✎(𝔭𝔯𝔬𝔟𝔞𝔟𝔩𝔶)𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻𝔂 𝓓𝓓𝓛𝓒 𝓹𝓸𝓮𝓶

『hole in the wall』

(found in second day, act 1)

It couldn't have been me.
See, the direction the spackle protrudes.
A noisy neighbor? An angry boyfriend? I'll never know. I wasn't home.
I peer inside for a clue.
No! I can't see. I reel, blind, like a film left out in the sun.
But it's too late. My retinas.
Already scorched with a permanent copy of the meaningless image.
It's just a little hole. It wasn't too bright.
It was too deep.
Stretching forever into everything.
A hole of infinite choices.
I realize now, that I wasn't looking in.
I was looking out.
And he, on the other side, was looking in.