The Anatomy of the Human Brain

In this world

Sitting in a room with the blinds partially open

The sunlight streaming through the window and leaving trails of light painted along the wall

The door shut, allowing separation from the world

Music softly playing in the air, lulling the mind into a trance-like state

Time seems to stand still

Never wanting to leave this peaceful place

This place of comfort

But the door opens

Not matter how much it wishes to stay locked

The peace shatters

Time starts ticking once again

The world continues spinning on its axis

And I'm once again just another insignificant spec in this world