Toilet Water-Latent
-He stares into them, the eyes, and almost achieves recognition. The mechanism of memory, in his mind races through the recollection of brown/hazel/tan eyes he’s ever encountered, but the light hazels, which now feel pressed against his own, blur in proximity and become perceptibly imperceptible. Even if he had a photographic memory, as at times he believes he does, without a clear perception, it’d only be a cumbersome frustration, as it was most likely the relaxed light headedness that allowed him to relapse into the state between consciousness and sleep. Staring, staring into, even after the focus has been completely […]