Sister's Place

Today,
I woke up feeling light; the feeling you get when you hear a wild song that reminds you of a good memory.
It's a wakie-wakie, get up fast, shower, make coffee and sit in peace kind of morning.
I turned on Tchaikovsky and walked around the living room seeing antiques, records and DVD films from all around the world in one room. Watched the plants as they breath, grow and live while waiting for the rest to wake up. I kept observing and thought about the similarities between plants and universe; how they manage to get everything done without us feeling it or knowing about it.
Studying plants brought me headaches back in secondary school but myself watching it in the morning made me wish I had known more facts about them even though I was pretty sure I would be regretting that if I tried but I honestly didn't care.
I remember they told us to not keep plants in our bedrooms because they'd consume all the oxygen needed at nighttime and it might cause actual shortage of breathe! But at that moment specifically, they just looked the most harmless.
Numbness made things look more simple for me, it was a sort a of [disattachment(?)] towards the system around self. Sometimes I wonder why we put so much effort into things that are maybe, just maybe, aren't really worth any of it.