notes (collection 1)
PROLOGUE Then, I woke up. I could not stand it anymore. I knew I was dreaming. But, at first, it felt so real. I could still feel that weight on my chest, that panic and my face wet from crying. I cried in my dream, but when I woke up it felt like it had actually happened. I could feel my face swollen from crying and that feeling you get when you cry so much that your eye hurts. It felt like that. But, it was not true. Something like that will never happen in my life. * A WASTE OF TIME “This is so stupid, right?” “I cannot say. Perhaps, it is just you.” “I don't think so. Everything and everyone is just so confusing. I cannot even think about it now. My brain literally hurts.” “Not everything needs an answer. Let some mystery remain in the nature. If you will find everything out, will anything be left for other people?” “But I cannot live like this. This is a bubble. I do not even know when this ends, or when I might be enjoying life and everything just ends . How can this g...
