I hogged. I smeared food all over my body...it was as if, the last time I'd ever eat. I wanted to copulate. I was carrying something within me - a rock solid tumour.
I woke up. Dream.
When did I type these words? I cannot remember. Whatever it is, I am distancing myself from these thoughts as of now. The strange feeling of non-adventure is creating a strange vacuum. I need to be away for a while. Far away from the day-to-day existence.
Sixty seconds of thoughts as I lie motionless on the bed that shook with the violence of the earthquake.
I fall asleep again. This time I burped and then puked out all that I had eaten in the prologue of the dream.
I woke up. Dream.
When did I type these words? I cannot remember. Whatever it is, I am distancing myself from these thoughts as of now. The strange feeling of non-adventure is creating a strange vacuum. I need to be away for a while. Far away from the day-to-day existence.
Sixty seconds of thoughts as I lie motionless on the bed that shook with the violence of the earthquake.
I fall asleep again. This time I burped and then puked out all that I had eaten in the prologue of the dream.
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