//log//

About

Lost in transit.
Moving.
Returning.
You're welcome.

neon.dark.dreams.

Woke up screaming – again. Saw cold sweat on my skin glittering in the dim light of the distant city, barely illuminating this narrow sanctuary. Remained silent for a few moments, trying to get breath and pulse rate back to normal before finally removing the wires taped to my head and arms, carefully… Not sure why to get back to this confusing world again, or how often I will still try.