00:49am.
The police helicopter circles the house repeatedly, round and round like clockwork, engine whirring persistently. Constantly looking, never finding. Louder, as it passes the house, then quieter. The spinning noise echos ominously in the otherwise eerily silent night.
00:52am. I hate nightime. Too much silence, your senses on high alert, a constant need for sleep, but a struggle to find it. Insomnia is a bitch. So i lay and lay and turn and wish sleep on myself. And then i write. Because when I write, the silence doesnt engulf my room so much. Tap tap tap on the keyboard. What am i writing? A random stream of insomniac thoughts mostly.
The helicopter is back. What are the police looking for i wonder? A serious criminal? A mass murderer, a psychopath, a mastermind? Or something else? I wonder how they ended up being a criminal... what made them think 'that's a good idea?' Did they enjoy it? Living dangerously, recklessly, always looking behind them.
I wonder how the police ended up being in the force? Did they enjoy it? Probably not that much tonight; There's only so many times you can circle dark empty streets from above, a long tiring game of hide and seek. But if you get seeked, your fate is much worse than the childrens game.
I guess we are all playing hide and seek in a way... all hiding from something that could harm us, or seeking something we can't have, shouldnt have, or something that doesn't want us. It's a continuous pattern. And a tricky one to break out of. It messes with your head, fogs your brain, interrupts your positive thoughts, makes you struggle to see clearly, think properly and make right decisions. If you hide, how long do you hide for? A day? a year?...a lifetime?
If you seek, do you continue looking and trying until you physically can no more. Until you are so tired of seeking you drop. Until something happens to break the cycle. An accident, someone getting harmed, getting caught.
The helicopter has gone. The night is filled with silence and a feeling of anticipation. I wonder if they found what they were looking for.
