In a world that moves so fast, how can you be sure you'll know when it stops

In a world that moves so fast, how can you be sure you'll know when it stops? Kevin had always stopped and asked himself that at least once, if not twice, a day. His world spun in circles so fast, his mind rarely had time to catch up. He sat alone in the cave that was his bunk, trying to block out the noise from the lounge. He enjoyed his peace and quiet, the curtain of his bunk shielding him from the outside world as they sped across the country.

Tired of sitting there in solitary boredom, Kevin turned on his side and closed his eyes, hoping to get a wink of sleep with all the ruckus surrounding him. Tonight's concert flashed through his mind, he began analyzing every step he had made. Shouldn't have jumped there, you were off beat…next time don't break a string…next time… There was always a 'next time' always a 'you could've done better you nitwit'. He was very used to it by now, but nothing stopped him from believing that next time he'd actually do it perfectly.

His mind slowly began to shut down, the thoughts of the concert left him, as he drifted into a much needed rest.