The Spaces in Between

Sunset and sunrise. The spaces in between are busy, full of demons.

Often, I wonder what would be like to leave all behind. Grab one or two things, walk away, and find that perfect place away from all. A place where no one knows your name or past.

A simple place, where those spaces in between get smaller and smaller with time, and sunset and sunrise - or more accurately, the inner calm they bring - are the norm.