sleeplessangels
The sweet spicy smell of sauce simmering fills the kitchen. She hums to herself and adds a dash of salt. Her customers are waiting.
He found himself alone with himself, contemplating his thoughts, his self, his being. Lost in himself, he could see no way out of the narcissism and self-obsessive web he had been caught in. In this world, his self was the only thing in existence, and the rest of the world were but projections of his ego.