Book: On the other side of the sea



You lie on your side, with your back to me. Nude. Your dark hair, tangled and pinched by your own body, scattered over the pillows, tickling my chin. They smell like a June evening, dreams and comfort. It's been three months and you still haven't changed your shampoo. You loved to add essential oils to the bath, the water in it was constantly hot, forcing the skin to take on a bright red hue, as if it lacked sensitivity. Psychologists say it's from loneliness. But were you lonely here without me?
№ 449051   Added MegaMozg 13-01-2023 / 03:09
Here people are boundlessly kind and sunny - without them everything would be different. For the first time, waking up in that apartment, which would have seemed too stuffy and cramped to you, from someone else's noise under the window, the sonorous voice of a girl from the first floor or children's laughter, I did not experience the usual irritation.
№ 449050   Added MegaMozg 13-01-2023 / 02:12
- Then you can imagine that my day was not only bitter, but also deadly - trivial and too unreasonably dreamy, but I liked the way I sounded that evening.
№ 449049   Added MegaMozg 12-01-2023 / 23:45
Life is a tragicomedy devoid of two acts, a collection of satirical events woven into one line, ashes and rebirth. You can wait for a brave knight on a white horse, able to free you from the chains of imprisonment, and instead love the dragon. Endless throwing between what is right and what is not, just like a teacher takes out your grossest mistakes beyond the red lines, marking with exclamation points, so that later you will not let you step on the same rake. Palmistry is a delicate matter, if you believe in it, calculating karma along the lines of life, so that you can then dutifully carry it on your shoulders.
№ 449048   Added MegaMozg 12-01-2023 / 23:42