Look closely and the empty ceilings will talk to you.
They stare back at you when you stare at them. They are sad when you are unhappy. And they will always tell you a story.
Whether you are drunk or in your senses. Whether you are tired or trying to get tired. Whether you are excited or trying to get excited. Whether you are missing yourself or somebody else. Whether you are yourself or whether you are somebody else.
The empty ceilings talk to you when you have nobody to talk to.
Just lie down, look up — and there will be a conversation.
It’s quite a challenge to handle loneliness. It’s very hard to tell yourself that, “Okay, I am alone. There’s nobody right now who would receive my call. There’s nobody who would be willing to come over to give you company. There’s nobody to fight with. There’s nobody sleeping over a fight in the other room. There’s nobody who would come to you and say, “hey! You gettin bored?”
Or she would just walk around the room fussing over you and your really dirty habits.
Or just talk, talk and talk…till the point you just look at her face and pretend to listen… and when she asks you a question…you fumble because you haven’t been listening to her all this while.
The FM channel on the radio gets repetitive after a point and you shut out the sun outside. You don’t want to be reminded that it’s actually early in the day and you just have your ceilings for company.
It’s good company, trust me. Handling ceilings are better than handling people sometimes.
