being awake at 4 am
I thought of everything
and yet nothing was in my mind.

I looked out the window
at a world half sleep
dreaming and still dreamless.

everything was timeless,
a world hung in-between
everything and nothing all.

I existed,
and yet I didn't.

yesterday had gone
but today wasn't here yet.
so where was I?
who was I?

I was meaningless
but I could still be defined.
I was everyone and everything,
and yet, no one and nothing.

for in those moments,
I was infinite.