What is wrong with you? A Study (a very short study)

  • What is wrong with you? He said
  • He looked her over. She was wearing her best outfit yet; new pumpkin coloured coat, the new black skinny that made her look taller, new brown quirky ankle boots and a band t-shirt: The Droogs (she made up the band, created the logo and printed on the tee). It's the best because it's the newest.
  • what do you mean what is wrong with me?! It's the same old song.
  • You're lost.
  • Yes! Again!
  • Alright, let's retrace your steps.
  • The earliest memory I have is of the abandoned green kiosk-
  • Yellow.
  • It's green today!
  • Okay.
  • So I was standing in front of the green kiosk holding my favourite bottle of nothing when I heard a low moan…
  • The usual bed bug?
  • Yes. Poor soul.
  • Maybe we should get her a Doctor.
  • Bed bug doctors are extinct.
  • Oh.
  • And so I turned around and headed towards her… fancy an ice cream cone?
  • Sure, but we'll regret this later, it's very cold!
  • She smiled.
  • I asked her what is wrong? She said she’s been broken again. She likes it that way, she said she enjoys the new  emotions. So I left, and started going down the spiral road; I kept hitting cubes but that is okay- for they were made of sugar. I licked my way through till I found the weird planet, now I can’t go back…
  • Do you remember the trigger words?
  • Something about forever…
  • Don’t worry. Forever, forever, forever…
  • I think I’m going to scream…
  • Breathe…
  • I can’t… I’m so lost… I can’t get out
  • Forever, forever, forever…
  • My heart, it’s beating too fast. I think i’m having a panic attack…
  • Forever, forever, forever….
  • I’m lost
  • In your own thoughts, again
  • I can’t remember the first thought that led me here
  • All you can remember is forever
  • And now i’m in this dark room talking
  • And?
  • Talking
  • And?
  • Lots of talking
  • To?
  • myself

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