January 15, 2011 at 10:04pm
I
walked by my old house today. It was kinda surreal. Brought back a lot
of dreams I had around there. Mostly of me leaving my house in the
middle of the night and flying away into space. I would quietly take off
the screen of my window, sneak out, and just fly away. Didn't care at
all if I was caught, or if anyone would miss me. Didn't care either if
all I had on were my PJs and that it was cold. I would first fly over
other people's houses, look in their windows, sometimes even fly in and
check out the place. Then I would just fly off to the end of the
universe. There would be that one terrifying moment where I would look
back and realize the earth was incredibly far away, and that I couldn't
tell which way was up or down anymore, and get completely disoriented. I
wouldn't be sure anymore if I was flying in a straight line anymore.
Then I just wouldn't care and keep going, past a billion stars and
planets, until there wasn't anything anymore to look at and it was all
just black. Then I would just end up in really strange places.
Like this
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