I appreciate the quiet moments. The ones when the thoughts finally settle and the small whispers of my mind lull. I can breathe more easily. I can sleep. Then rest weighs heavy on my eyelids, and like curtains they fall over my brown eyes. It's in these moments I see no visions, no color, no shapes. I am alone with myself, and I find it strangely lonely and comfortable at the same time. Do you know this feeling?