we're so frightfully alone | Revue

I'm often overwhelmed by a haunting anxiety. It's been rooted in my heart ever since I was young. I'll spend long days inside the house, peering out of the window, and it will feel like the world is barren. An empty wasteland populated by buildings and plants and light. But not people. I'll think, 'My God, what if I'm the last person on Earth?' and my breathing will grow shallow, my heart will race, and I'll feel a scream bubbling up from the depths of my soul. Then it all becomes still, and si…