Apathy

The daily way with which to deal with apathy:

Throw yourself in a cold bathtub, the ones that are white and old. The ones that you know that if you close your eyes you can pretend that it is anywhere. Rest your shoes against each other, in the form of a triangle. Try to find a rhythm that does not seem to follow those clock handles that tic-toc dance in your mind. 

Slide your fingers along the marks on the arm, or the burns on the wrist. And perhaps the ones you have hidden between what are the ribs and thighs. 

Feel that lift that brings an external satisfaction that does not extinguish the emptiness. Although it calms the winding of the waves in your chest.

You can sleep if you wish, rest your head on the uncomfortable part and close your eyes. You will not have to dream but you will think you can dodge a few hours of a day. If sleep eludes you I recommend that you hug your knees and count to seven times five hundred fifty-seven. Let yourself drown in a routine that does not have an emotion.

Strength can be an option you don't have. So leave crackers with water within reach and promise that you will do something with them. In a few hours, now is far from possible.

Glide if everything fails and count the points in your eyes with the whiteness of the ceiling. Forget that you have a desperation to feel that you die in the sleep of your state.

Let yourself lose in a need to have a chance to speak.

T.A.