Saturday, 8 October 2507
Hey people! It’s weekend already! Who doesn’t love weekends? I dislike weekend. They are days full of boastful customers from There. I’d be glad asking you to come here over the weekend and join the blathering group. Actually it’s a good opportunity to extend your circle and be updated with the latest There’s gossips.
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For the past few days, I was still looking for the stone’s owner. I had checked the customer list and called some of them. I had no clue at all whose the owner. What’s more, I encountered some bizarre moments. Lately the other world had filled my mind whether from dreams or some hallucinations. Falling from the cliff, flying through the rainbow, breathing in the the deep sea, or being a lone blind in the desert were my everyday visions. Perhaps the cause was coming from that mysterious stone (#3 The Stone).
This morning I heard a whispered voice coming from the stone; it was vaguely calming. Mind me for being an ignorant on Saturday, I didn’t recognize any words at all. I thought keeping the stone in the drawer might be a good idea if I wanted to stay away from the stone’s illusion force. It was a mistake! While changing customer’s hands, I experienced the vision of living cables; they were trying to reach my mouth. It was a horrible moment; I couldn’t breathe for a while and looked silly in front of customer.
The day was ended surreally. Most of the customers gazed at me as if I did something wrong... Well, I did something wrong but it was because of that strange illusions. Al also looked at me profoundly. It was the first time I saw his expression with that round eyes. I was too tired to think of what was happening today... While I went to my bedroom, I found this boy...
Fainted Boy, 8 October 2507
Who was he?
Note:
So, today was my first day of working. It was the honeymoon phase. I was still learning about this and that. And, I think I’ve been somehow brainwashed with some theories. I’ve drowned into the actual reality. I was blinded for a while for living. Somehow I don’t know what living is. Perhaps that’s why people would like to shorten their life. No matter how I wonder what life is... I’m still searching for the answer. So far, I’d love to define life as a striving of achieving one’s dream, a challenge to survive with the beloved ones, or a cake for a high cholesterol person. Hmm... Possibly?
For the next chapters, I may compress the words and draw more, since it’s easier for me to express my feelings through pictures... In some ways, the boy is representing my inner soul. I will talk about the boy next chapters. Happy Monday there!
