July 31, 2015
It was the night of December 25th and I was lying down in the yard. I complained about how time was passing too quickly and that in a mere 5 days it would be the new year.
It was the night of December 25th and I was lying down in the yard. I complained about how time was passing too quickly and that in a mere 5 days it would be the new year.
I was about to walk out of the front door but I had the feeling that I was forgetting something. I told my parents that I needed something from a box. “What do you need?” they asked. I said that I didn’t know because I only remembered the things around the item instead of what I was actually looking for. “It’s in the same box as the toothbrushes” I finally said. As far as we knew however, there were no boxes with toothbrushes in them. Walking to the kitchen sink, I realized that we stopped because the tube of toothpaste was empty. I picked it up and told my mom there wasn’t any toothpaste left. But then I found out I was holding a new tube. “When did you replace this?” I asked.
To get back home, our family had to climb a waterfall as well as a perpendicular cliff using only the roots and branches of the trees. “The faster you climb, the easier it is” they said. When I finally got to the top, I was allowed to create my own certificate for climbing the wall using a stamp with blue ink.
I arrived at what seemed to be some kind of summer camp but was unable to find my assigned group. I asked if the age groups were supposed to be mixed and someone told me that they were if you were in an “EU group”. One of the older kids was to demo to the younger children how to score the most points for their team. His method was to post more in the forums - especially strings of images. The projector showed his profile had about 1300 posts while mine only had 8 as I didn’t care much for the site.
17:06. I walked towards the bus stop as she handed me a $5 cup of coffee. We had arranged this delivery to happen everyday- afterwards I would get onto the bus that she just got off from. No words needed to be exchanged nor did any of us have to stop walking past each other.
I was walking through a garden when a group of acquaintances had spotted me. I told them that I went to school nearby when they revealed they were going to the same college and now was their orientation. I followed them for they wanted to see what the ceramics workshop was like. On the way someone commented that I looked like I was looking for love. I joked that I would only do it this year for I would be too busy my junior year. I had entered the room for only a moment before I backed out, realizing that I’ve been here before. There were people playing soccer in what seemed to be a warehouse for storing tanks. There were two rows of them stuck to the ceiling as well as many more scattered about.
I looked away as someone told me that I had become a nobody to them. When I asked, they had said that they removed any traces of us knowing each other from their lives. I looked down at the tiles in front of the school gates. I felt a sense of relief when they said they had literally only been happy since I was gone.
I sat on a bench outside of the classroom recording the previous night’s dream* while waiting for the teacher to come out. I was still writing in my notebook when the person next to me snatched it out of my hands and started flipping through it. I let him look through it as I figured it wouldn’t be very comprehensible to anyone but myself anyways.
I was sitting in the metro with my laptop out and watching a video about how to prepare bell peppers. Some of my clothes fell out of my backpack so when it came time to get off at a transfer station, I was too late to get through the closing doors. When I turned back, I saw a stranger inviting me to sit back into my old seat even through the car was mostly empty.
I was one of the last to leave the house as our family was going to bike to the airport to catch the flight for our holiday. When I got onto the street, I rode my bike very slowly for I had the feeling that I was forgetting something. When I looked back and saw someone locking the front door, I suddenly remembered that my wallet and keys were still on my bookshelf upstairs.