I have the ability to envision nonexistence.

Literally.

     I see nothing. I feel nothing. I hear nothing. In my state of nonexistence, all thatsurrounds me is nothing.

     I must first focus on a point in my environment wherein movement is unseen as well ason my careful breathing. Then with my eyes wide open, everything fades into blackness. 

     I am transported to a world of my own, where its only inhabitants are darkness, whichstretches infinitely across, and silence, which is the only evident sound to be heard. Even I don'texist here, in my universe. 

     Actually, I don't really know where I am or what I'm doing, exactly. All I know is that it ispeaceful here.

      I enter this state of nonexistence not to escape my real-life responsibilities, but to seekrefuge from all of the negativity in my own home and the depression I feel because of that.

    I am out of reach of the constant pain and sadness and confusion and fear and anger Ioften feel and cannot escape from in my worldly consciousness. They cannot get me here. Inmy world of darkness and silence, I find peace that the real world can never, ever offer me.

     I could stay here for hours.

Days. Months. Decades. Millennium.

Eternity.