Oh... I'm back there again. At the cliff. It's not been a long time since my last visit. I'm surprised it was this quick. I look around by habit. The same weather, the same rocky soil on which I'm standing barefoot, the same dryness in the air. It hasn't changed in quite a bit by now. I accustomed to it. I'm a bit uncomfortable there but at least I'm alone.
Alone. That's something I'm accustomed too.
I don't try to move again. I already know it won't work.
Suddenly, some wind starts to blow my hair. That's weird. It's the first time. I can't say I'm surprised . Nothing can surprise me these days. Nothing can make me feel anything actually...
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After coming back, I'm drained of all energy. I wanted to study today. And to bake some cupcakes. Seems like I won't be able to do neither. I take refuge under my desk. I've decorated a bit. It's my little bubble.
In the evening, I lock my doors. I can't deal with anybody tonight. I've had my share of social interaction today.
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Chaotic life of Bea or "theory of the isolated sheep"
Non-FictionHey there! This is basically gonna be a diary/journal about my everyday life. You think that your life's not enough? Come see how mine is! Hi guys👋🏻 I'm Bea. My life is okay and may seem basic at first but everyday there's details (funny, sad or c...
