Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Enigma

I was kicked by all the guards out of DreamsHill and found myself back in my room, on my pig sty bed with my lenses on. I must have dozed off even before I wanted to initiate the move(yet again).
DreamsHill seems pretty murky, lately.
It was 4.45am when I realized I'm back to reality.
I heard someone's coughing. Someone's familiar cough...
Challenged myself to peek on the next door. I know, what I heard was just an illusion.
Jumped back on the bed and tucked myself in.
Keeping my eyes shut though it seems inevitable. I soon found myself back to DreamsHill. This time, it's a blank filmography.
toodles ++
Signing off @ 9:19:00 am |
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