Everybody's telling that there is no place like home. But I remember myself feeling happier in a hotel, and as more far from home, as better. I enjoy every walk from my room to the lift, finding myself surrounded by a smell that always makes me comfortable and makes my heart smile, no matter how lost my thoughts are. I enjoy every minute of my loneliness, even being alone in a double-bed room. Ironically I find myself free between those 4 walls. Maybe its because they have no memories attached to. That's the place where yesterday doesn't exist and tomorrow doesn't matter. And all that counts is this moment. And it scares me to death. What if this moment will last forever? Nobody's calling, nobody's writing, nobody's at the door. Silence. I forget about everything and everybody I knew back, yesterday. Everything is fading slowly, memories, outdoor noises, even time. That's when my soul finds peace and I struggle no more with myself.
”Everybody's telling that there is no place like home. But I remember myself feeling happier in a hotel, and as more far from home, as better.”
ReplyDeleteas more far from home, as better. no people that I know, no places that I”ve been, no memories. just me.