Contemplating My Navel – Flash Fiction

“Contemplating my navel” is my usual uttered response when questioned about the expressionless, zombie-like, blankness engulfing my face. Truth be known, I often don’t know what I’m thinking about, or if I’m even thinking at all. It’s really more of a meditative state, on a different plane of consciousness than what the process of thinking requires. I often drift away trying to understand my reason for being in this universe, the “why am I here” kind of thing. Although I keep contemplating questions that cannot be answered by mere mortals, I prefer keeping in mind even the possibility that existence has its own reason for being. In other words, perhaps my reason for being here is simply to be here. Trying to assign a deeper meaning beyond that falls into the realm of speculation. Who knows, maybe I am just contemplating my navel.

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Linked to dVerse Poets Pub — Prosery: Possibilities hosted tonight by Merril.

The assigned line is from ‘Possibilities’ Aengus’ by Wislawa Szymborska.  
‘I prefer keeping in mind even the possibility that existence has its own reason for being.’

Prosery Rules:

1. Use an assigned line in the body of your prose. You may change the punctuation and capitalization, but you are not allowed to insert any words within the line itself. You can add words at the beginning and/or at the end of the line; but the line itself must remain intact.
2. Your prose can be either flash fiction, nonfiction, or creative nonfiction. YOU CAN NOT WRITE A POEM for this prompt. AND, your prose should be no longer than 144 words, sans title. It does not have to be exactly 144 words. But it can be no longer than 144 words.