wake up screaming. gravity has reversed for a small amount time for a small amount of objects located directly around your present area and now that someone is aware and looking, any second now reality is going to snap back to reality and the outcome is not going to be pretty. try and warn her. try, try, try and you will only come, to this conclusion, she doesn’t seem to care. you shake and push and all she can think to say is “go back to sleep.”? can’t she see the weight of the situation? or lack of it? all those things precariously placed up there by the light, and smoke dectector? sure it’s dark in here but how can she stay so calm? after she’s been alerted in no uincertain terms to the direness of the moment, how can she just roll over? you’ve got to do something. you’ve got to save her. forget about yourself, act fast, there’s no time to form a plan. covered in sweat and heavy covers. the weight is pulling you down. it’s going back to normal. you have only seconds. and what do you do? you lay on your back and close your eyes and don’t fight the good fight and let the chips fall where they may and hope that one or both of you gets to walk away. and when the birds are chirping and the earth has rotated and spun and the light from the sun has begun to hit your side of the planet again it all sinks in much slower than you would have thought it would. everything is alright. everything is okay. everything has settled like feathers. you can breathe easy this time. you can laugh it off. you can feel that comforting pull.
