Jacob Grau

The Weight of Knowledge

“Ignorance is bliss” Gentle droplets of rain paraded upon the tempered glass, tracing the outline of a hand they will never touch. Somber eyes drifted across the scattered specs of light shimmering out in the darkness of the city spanning below the hospital window. Sarah sighed, her gaze returning to the white washed panels above. She closed her eyes, letting the gentle beep of the monitor beside her keep her company. She dreamed of rolling hills of green, her body stretched out under a shimmering summer sun. Her lips curled upward imagining the warm embrace of the sun caressing her skin. Suddenly, her bright dream was disrupted by the sharp sting of needle piercing her skin.