Someone told me that she caught me talking to air as if
there was someone in front of me. I don’t believe this is true. It is true that
I do not have many friends. It is true that I even named the sofa, table,
fridge, pillow in the bed; but that does not necessarily mean I am talking to
air. Every day, when I step in the house I say hi to Gokhan; any time I sit on
the sofa I talk to my friend Reilly. Every night before I go to bed, I say good
night to Rivka. I see them, I talk to them, and they talk to me. Sometimes I
see them talking to other people speaking in a different language; I don’t understand
what they say, but when I ask them they translate for me. I am glad I have all
these friends around me. The only thing I don’t like is when I cook for them,
or make a drink for them, they eat or drink with me; but in the mornings I see
their plates and glasses full. It makes me sad. And I don’t know how come they
go to their work before me. I am such and early bird, but I never see them in
the mornings.
I don’t believe in ghost stories. I believe that people who
dies still walks around us, but we don’t recognize them. They don’t attempt to
bother us. They live in their world with us. When we die we can also see them;
how I know, at some point I got close to dying too. At the point I saw them, and they talked to me. It was so crowded that I could hardly walk around them. A lot
many more than our world. Somehow, no one is bothering each other there. They
never fight; it looks like they do not have feelings. But it is cute, I met so
many people there, whom I never saw in my life where we cannot see them. It is also so
funny that you can make fun of this world’s people while they cannot see you. I
hear this world's people talking about some metaphysical world. Maybe that is where I was at, at
that point.
I saw Rivka yesterday in a in my work place, there was some party. She did not want to talk to me. She
told the crowd “Hi guys, I love you all.” I ignored because she did not want to
talk to me at first. Why would she not? We always had talked at home. Felt
weird. Later she said, “I love him too.” pointing at me. “But he doesn’t like
me anymore.” I don’t know how she ended up thinking this way; I don’t understand
why she thought so. Weird. I turned my face to her, she smiled then. But then she
called me with my brother’s name. C’mon now, you know me for a long time! You cannot
be confused about my name, you don’t even know my brother in person.
Anyways, I left the party early; went home. None had arrived
yet, I fell asleep. Then I am at work again, after waking up. Well, at least
Reilly is swimming laps here at work. I can talk to her after. Maybe we go to
movies after work.
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