Time and space

The day had just started, and I had a lot of hours ahead without any idea on how to kill them.
Everything was the same today, just as it was yesterday and the day before.
Nothing interesting ever happened in this old city of mine. Time moved slowly, and pictures had this habit of losing their shape, distorting, each time they met my gaze. That wasn’t that bad actually, but it just got boring with the passing of years. People losing their soul, pictures losing their shape, feelings losing their touch… Everything was losing something!
And I, losing a part of me hated these events that occurred in front of my eyes, for they reminded of me, and my loss; the loss of myself!


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