JUNE 6, 2089
" My lonely nights had faded glow,
The morning stays by the flow,
We're drifting high, can't ignore,
It's just as the eyes say and they show,
It'll be all real, we had our time...
But staying some more, it would be crime...."
The night won't remain with us forever, because the day needs to come to us. But why am I awake to see the moon if she isn't staying with me to see the dusk? Why can't I just leave all of my life's miseries and all mysteries and head on to the next world maybe in the hope that somewhere in another universe I get to do this with her...
Waking from this unexpected trauma, was me thinking of something I had always wished for but I guess it ain't mine for a millennium. I thought I could try seeing a psychiatrist. These guys can turn a sad guy into a normal quiet easily with a few meetups. As for I thought so, I myself haven't met anyone personally till this age. we can try meeting a specialist maybe by 11, at the city hospital. But first I need something important, a breakfast, so I can kick start my body working. I need a big one to walk to the hospital, or else maybe I'll be passed out somewhere in between my voyage. but somehow I thought, maybe I'll have to give a blood test cuz obviously I'll try doing a full body check-up. And me being the genius I am, I know that before the blood test, we don't eat something. As the google tells us,
"Nutrients in food go into your bloodstream and can change things measured in the tests, skewing your result."
Well, I had an hour before leaving so I thought about how to pass my time. I took my phone and started staring at her profile, saying to myself, "Damn, the most perfect girl God can make...".And somehow it was already 11 at the clock.
I was mesmerized by how fast I could doze off and wake back up seeing her pictures. Laughing at me, I came out of the bedroom only to see the roommate gobbling everything that was remaining in the fridge. I made the most irritated face anyone could ever see and thought, how can this eat everything without thinking about me who's living too?
I asked," Oii bruv, why don't you try eating the fridge as well, cuz it's what remains after you finish what's inside."
With a sarcastic smile was his reply," Well, I'm living with someone who's more like a dead being, someone needs to finish the food too right?"
Then suddenly came Porshe from before me and stood beside my legs.
I said," We got a third member now?"
"Oh, he's already had his meal, you can have some If you want.", he said.
"Yeah whatever, I need to go out so I don't need to eat, "I said.
He asked me," Where are you heading to, wanna come to the college, people were talking bout you..."
" Yaa, I'll look into it, if I get time, I'll visit." Was my not-interested answer.
What else someone can expect to hear from me at that kind of question, I still didn't feel like going in it. I just felt like talking to Porshe about I'll be right in a few hours. This damn dog why can't he respond??? Only if it could I would have needed no one else and could spend my hours talking about everything to it.
Again, laughing at myself, I took my long coat and my umbrella and started leaving the house, my roommate also started packing his things and leaving. I thought of recalling what I could tell the specialist about myself and ask for help. I have had a lot of disorders for quite a time now and who knows if they are curable or not, cuz mostly are just the surface disorders that aren't mostly treatable. But surely a new member in my life might help me overcome them quicker I guess, my Porsche. Or maybe nothing can fix me again. Ya, what was that quote? wasn't it that " Shawty hit me so hard, that I'm never gonna dance again the way I dance with you...". Ya Ya, George Micheal makes quite good songs right? And I do like them too. Leaving that aside I started moving downstairs, cuz ya I gotta go. You guys make me forget what I need to do and then I get into trauma.
Now obviously I wasn't expecting a type of visitor at that hour of the day cuz I ain't really a call-to-meet type of guy but at least people should let me know if they wanna pull over. I found a rather surprising visitor at that moment. It was my father.....!
to be continued...