Is This It?

So, it’s 20:30 PM. The only light in my living room is the one above the dinner table, and beneath it am I, holding my rocking head with the thumb and index of the left palm. The only noise audible is the thrashing of my dishwasher, some teenagers hanging out under my window, and whatever song spotify’s decided to play this time. I’ve finished my masters’ degree about two weeks back, which is…