Saturday, October 02, 2004

2:00 am

It’s two o’clock in the morning. An ambiguous feeling starts to annoy me. I can’t sleep. I’m in a stress. I just can’t help but wonder...

I don’t know what to think. I don’t know what say. The clock exists, the time is running.

My mother is sleeping as if problems don’t subsist. He sleeps very peacefully without a noise without...nothing. I can’t hear anything, the silence starts to dominate. Then suddenly, my phone rang. It’s my brother, asking me to open the gate.

What happened? I can’t answer the phone. I can’t move, I’m paralyzed. My brother starts to yell outside the house. I can hear his voice getting tired as ever. Then suddenly, he stopped.

What happened? My phone stopped. My brother, where is he?

All of a sudden, someone tapped my shoulder, “wake up... wake up...”

...Its me, dreaming again...

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