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three ([personal profile] threeplusfire) wrote2001-06-07 09:24 pm

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I have clawed away the bump on my hand, leaving just a smooth white scar, a tiny circle. I had a nightmare about it.

I've had a lot of nightmares, probably because the bed I sleep on is so damn uncomfortable. My room is nice though, bigger then most of the others. We have a quiet Soviet ghost who opens and closes the door, and the ghost keeps me company. The worst nightmare was about a four year old boy, the AntiChrist, and running frantically around Prague.

Tonight I think I'll walk down the street to the kolej and smoke a cigarette. Pretend that I've never lived anywhere else and never had any other life than this moment. I have trouble telling if I'm awake or not, if this is real or if my life before this place was real.

[identity profile] medusadreaming.livejournal.com 2001-06-08 05:55 am (UTC)(link)
"I have trouble telling if I'm awake or not, if this is real or if my life before this place was real."

i know exactly how you feel... it's just completely life-changing and sometimes i wonder if i like this better and i should ever go back. it seems way too good to be true.

i've been riding the tubes like i live here, trying to blend in as much as possible... not taking too many pictures or opening my mouth when i don't have to because i really want to be a londoner. i like hanging out in coffee shops by myself. it feels like this life could be mine. like maybe it always was, but i was just asleep before...