I felt like I was high.
I woke up from sleep only when the sun was already high in the sky, and I immediately gathered myself to leave this place.
At night this building looked a little better, probably because there were not then seen dirty walls, dried body fluids, and a few things that I preferred not to look at. Well, at least the corner where I slept was, by some miracle it was clean.
Shaking myself like a dog after a bath then I went outside.
I need to find something to drink.
With that thought, I went on, trying to focus on my surroundings and chase away any thoughts of my mind. Unfortunately, I didn't manage to do it for a long time. After a while, my inner dilemmas returned, and tears returned to my eyes.
I'm hopeless...
I stopped and slumped down on the ground, on the side of the building next door.
I cowered, wrapping my arms around my tucked legs and tucking my head in them.
