The outer world feels like a dream, blurry and vague. The vehicles running on the roads, the busy people, and the stubborn buildings all feel unreal. Sometimes I feel unsure about my surroundings, as if I’ll wake up at any moment and everything will disappear in front of my eyes.
The sharp gaze of people makes me aware of my own existence. For a moment, I forget that they can see me too, the same way I see them. And at that very moment, I want to become translucent.
Only nature gives me some relief and makes me feel a little at home. The sky above me is the same sky I see from the roof of my house. The wavy branches of trees feel like they are greeting me. The touch of the wind tells me not to worry. These things help me separate imagination from reality.
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