Night 2 no sleeping pills - more fragments, up and down all night.
Stuck in an unfamiliar bathroom infested with scorpions - I had a trusty knife to chop them up - first the tails then the bodies- but there were so many and in corners - up on shelves - varying in size - and I was only in socked feet so I was worried still about them on the floor and stepping on them...
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It was like living in the past and the future at the same time - as if time travel existed on another planet - so going back in time, meant you could travel to the future on a different plant. - walking into a saloon which is supposed to be old western - and finding people in modern steampunk gear having a party.
Forced to move several times - each time having to be kept further and further from the one person you want to be closest to. - each move the scenery more bleak and bland - making it really difficult to find the beauty you make yourself seek in all things. - finally in a place literally in the middle of nowhere on some unknown planet- surrounded by large dirt clumps piled all around the estate - the one that you want to be connected with is viewable through a port window - trapped in a glass room - unable to have any contact other than visual - which just extends the torture of the lack of everything else. Why such punishment?
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I was back in the town I grew up - living at my best friends house again as I had done after the fire - but the time was present, not past - I remember walking out of the house into the front lawn and everything around me was as if no time had past at all - so more mixing of time states.
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