Watching fireflies with my off brand oreos

  As I was walking back from the convenience store with my half-gallon of milk and my off brand Oreos (Melto) I saw these flowers behind someone’s fence. I thought, “they’re so nice, I’d quite like to have one” then I imagined myself jumping, or gliding over the fence to pick one. Then, as I very often do, I started daydreaming about what it’d be like if I had super powers, and would just materialize one of the flowers in my hand. It goes back to the idea I have, that a truly omnipotent being would just sit still perpetually. No need to hop the fence if the flower was already in your hand. I felt good as I made my way back home. The cookies and milk was somewhat of an inner child craving I think, and I felt the need to accommodate that, to be nice to it. As I walked up the steps however, the impulse once again washed over me, “you should jump off something very high up” I am being haunted by the call of the void.  I’m in my back yard, there are fireflies and rabbits here, I haven’t often seen fireflies just in my life as well. The breeze is nice, my stomach is full, my mind is at the very least, more than halfway at rest as far as my essential needs goes. Maybe that’s a lie. Yes, anxiety invades me as I wrote that. Perhaps I should just go to sleep.