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tamingthemuseTitle: The Overpass
Fandom: Original
Prompt: Solipsism
Warnings: part of a larger work.
Rating: PG
Summary: I reflect on how alone I am in the world.
There was an overpass in the middle of town that had always drawn my attention. Today, I sat on the guardrail of that overpass, my legs dangling down to the highway below, my hair blowing in the wind, and a lollipop in my mouth. I was facing the river, but I couldn’t see it for all the trees and hills my hometown is famous for.
The overpass had always enthralled me, because there was no fence on this side, just open air. In my more manic moments, as I drove by, Before, I often thought about how easy it would be to just jump. No climbing over fences, no balancing on tall beams, just the slab of cement, then open air.
Now, all the troubles that plagued me, Before, were gone and it was just me in the whole of the world. I pulled out the candy and ran my tongue over the front of my teeth, tasting the flavor before returning the stick to my mouth. There were no cars on the highway now, just the long, lonely stretch of dual yellow lines on grey. I could sit here for hours and not have to worry about somebody fretting over me. I quite liked it.
I closed my eyes and tilted my head up toward the sun and wondered what else was alive out there. Was I really the only human left?
Instantly, I banished that train of thought. That only led down to depression and I didn’t want that, not today. Not ever.
A bird’s call had me opening my eyes and watching as two birds, brown in color, gave each other chase in the air and I smiled, wishing that I could be as free as them. Instead, here I was, on the ground, rooted by my thoughts, by my fears.
There was so much to life that I didn’t know, Before, and now I would never have the chance to learn. There was nobody to teach me. All that was left, were books quickly gathering dust in libraries and bookstores. I was on my own, and so that left me with only one fact.
I was the human race.
I scoffed at that thought, realizing that with me, humans end.
There was a show, about how little humans had affected the world, in the end. I frowned in thought. One thousand years from now I think it was said, there won’t be a trace of humans left. ’Cept on the moon.
The ozone will recover, the land will reclaim that which we took, and the sea will wash away the memories. All that is left now, is me. I suppose I now embody solipsism, with that thinking. Nothing else exist in the world but me.
Wouldn’t my mother have something, or two, to say to that?
I grinned and carefully got my feet under me before turning away from the drop off and back to the overpass. The sun was just beginning to set, turning the sky orange and pink and I crunched on my candy before tossing the paper stick away.
After all, in a thousand years, all of this will be gone too.
Fandom: Original
Prompt: Solipsism
Warnings: part of a larger work.
Rating: PG
Summary: I reflect on how alone I am in the world.
There was an overpass in the middle of town that had always drawn my attention. Today, I sat on the guardrail of that overpass, my legs dangling down to the highway below, my hair blowing in the wind, and a lollipop in my mouth. I was facing the river, but I couldn’t see it for all the trees and hills my hometown is famous for.
The overpass had always enthralled me, because there was no fence on this side, just open air. In my more manic moments, as I drove by, Before, I often thought about how easy it would be to just jump. No climbing over fences, no balancing on tall beams, just the slab of cement, then open air.
Now, all the troubles that plagued me, Before, were gone and it was just me in the whole of the world. I pulled out the candy and ran my tongue over the front of my teeth, tasting the flavor before returning the stick to my mouth. There were no cars on the highway now, just the long, lonely stretch of dual yellow lines on grey. I could sit here for hours and not have to worry about somebody fretting over me. I quite liked it.
I closed my eyes and tilted my head up toward the sun and wondered what else was alive out there. Was I really the only human left?
Instantly, I banished that train of thought. That only led down to depression and I didn’t want that, not today. Not ever.
A bird’s call had me opening my eyes and watching as two birds, brown in color, gave each other chase in the air and I smiled, wishing that I could be as free as them. Instead, here I was, on the ground, rooted by my thoughts, by my fears.
There was so much to life that I didn’t know, Before, and now I would never have the chance to learn. There was nobody to teach me. All that was left, were books quickly gathering dust in libraries and bookstores. I was on my own, and so that left me with only one fact.
I was the human race.
I scoffed at that thought, realizing that with me, humans end.
There was a show, about how little humans had affected the world, in the end. I frowned in thought. One thousand years from now I think it was said, there won’t be a trace of humans left. ’Cept on the moon.
The ozone will recover, the land will reclaim that which we took, and the sea will wash away the memories. All that is left now, is me. I suppose I now embody solipsism, with that thinking. Nothing else exist in the world but me.
Wouldn’t my mother have something, or two, to say to that?
I grinned and carefully got my feet under me before turning away from the drop off and back to the overpass. The sun was just beginning to set, turning the sky orange and pink and I crunched on my candy before tossing the paper stick away.
After all, in a thousand years, all of this will be gone too.
