Detox (The Mind)

I’m tired.

After a long and exhausting day, this is the last place I want to return to.  This desolate bleakness, damp with negativity and doused in drivel, reeks of scepticism from miles away.

Almost impulsively, I begin drawing the curtain, opening the window and switching the bright lights on.  Burning an incense and turning on the air conditioning, I’m airing out, after what seems to be an unacceptable amount of time, the breeding ground of suffocation which I inhabit.

As I amusingly watch the light fill the vortex of misshapen cognition, the remnants of a steadily diminishing humidity forces me to wonder why I didn’t do this earlier. What deterred me from breaking free of this self-imposed confinement.

I exult in incredulity as the fragrance emanating from the scented candle almost overpowers the arid misery. Overpowers the arid misery and empowers the seemingly far-fetched notion of hope.

Liberated, I take over this foreign place that has fashioned itself around me. The revamped land, although unfamiliar, immediately exudes familiarity; engulfing me in its congenial impression and leaving me in awe.

Half-convinced that “It’s just a hallucination” yet with an air of invincibility, I start walking around and seeing things up close. I admire the inviting interior. I appreciate the soothing ambiance and the picturesque bliss. Before it’s too late, I acclimatise myself to the comfort of my new noise-free, clutter-free and stress-free room.

The lights are on and the place is radiant with positivity. I have finally put those voices to bed. No, not the bed in my new room but the one in the old room…which now ceases to exist. 

My mind has rekindled itself with my heart.

My mind has finally revived.

Damn, I think to myself. What a powerful vehicle the mind can be. A powerful vehicle in need for a powerful, and highly overdue, detox every now and then.

Inhabit