MFW I still have the towel because it’s fluffy AF. MFW I wonder whether that family knew I was there and were scared / discovered the mess in the bathroom the next morning and not knowing which is worse. > sit and rock in utter paranoia and guilt for hours until flatmate wakes up. > walk home wrapped in fluffy towel from nice family’s apartment Hopefully the seaside as I’m now realising I have more control. > decide that I’d like to go home, or onto my next adventure. > realise it’s a family apartment from clothes in hallway and items > walk into random apartment (door is unlocked because why wouldn’t it be for the god that I believe I am at this point) > don’t realise this is just the trip wearing off and consciousness exerting more control > decide I’m actualising my desires and reality > scare poor Russian lady that gets into lift and finds an overweight topless man on the floor babbling incoherently > spend better part of couple hours in lift pressing emergency button asking for help > follow cute guy into apartment building > sit on wall and wonder why the story had the structure I was observing > run around the streets more sure of my new reality than I’d ever been of anything > run in traffic at 1AM to prove my point > become convinced I’m an observer of a cosmic story and cannot die > while eating question the nature of reality > recently nearly committed suicide by train Not sure it counts as data loss, more temporary corruption (and in my own brain).
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