Some nights I stare up at my ceiling, textured with white specks of all shapes and sizes. It makes me think of when I was younger, and I’d lie on my back, pretending the ceiling was the floor. I’d pretend that gravity decided to do a 180 on us, turning us upside down but leaving everything else glued to its spot.
I’d think of how I’d have to be sure not step on any light fixtures. How I’d have to step over the head jamb of doorways when I went from one room to another. How I’d have to avoid any ceiling fans and the dangers they’d bring.
I’d think of how my frustration would build as I’d see everything I want or need, just barely out of my reach. The sink, the food in the fridge, my computer, my bed.
All of them, and many more things, just staring at me, taunting me with how frustratingly close yet unreachable they are. Time would go by as I looked at these things in a state of helplessness, wishing I had some way to reach them.
But then I’d get creative. The fridge and kitchen cabinets would become ladders to climb down to what once was the floor. The sink would become a water fountain. Making bagels in the morning would become a fun game of catch, my prize being a delicious breakfast. And going outside would be my time to pretend like I’m a superhero, using grapple hooks to make my way from one place to another.
It would be different, but after a while, I — and everyone else — would get used to it. None of us would get why the world is the way it is now, but we’d learn that we just have to accept it for what it is and adapt. Our upside-down world would become the new normal.
We’d all still get together with our families for the holidays and other get togethers. Friends would still gather to talk about the latest books or TV shows. Coworkers would still shuffle into their weekly meetings. Things would be different, but we’d all make it work.
Sometimes I still let those thoughts I had as a kid run through my head, playing through impossible scenarios. It’s challenging and just plain fun to see what solutions I can come up with, even if I’d have to work out the specific logistics at some point.
In a weird way, it also makes me grateful for my feet that are stuck to this Earth as they should be. It reminds me that life isn’t any harder than it needs to be. It’s not much, but it’s something.
And, while gravity is still in its right state of mind, know that if the world ever does go topsy-turvy, you can count on me.
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– The Poetagraphist