Thinking loudly
Actually, I’ve got a lot what to say... or maybe, not so much... Alright, yes! I want to say a lot - at this case, I’ve got no one to whom I can say it. Although the one thing, the one thought that came up in mind now, and I just don’t want to lose it, is sudden realizing that I wasn’t happy before. In that, past life... that was happening like with someone else... Surely, there were moments, a lot of them when I was excited, but happy... Maybe, anyways, I was happy? Even when I felt something like this, I cannot recall it now. There was so much damage that even there was happiness ever in my life it has been destroyed.
“I remember damage. Then escape. Then adrift in a strangers galaxy for a long time. But I’m safe now. I found it again. My home.” Station Eleven.
I want to find my home...
