I wake up with a start long before my alarm goes off. The sun hasn't even risen yet at this hour. The light from the lampposts which illuminates the street, crosses between the openings of the poorly closed curtains. Still not understanding why this dream is haunting me, until I can't tell if it really happened or if it was just my imagination. This semi-nightmare comes up so often these days. I get up in a bad mood, deep in thought with myself, my cold sweats and to top it off a huge headache. I try not to think about it too much so that it doesn't bother me during the day. Anyway, motivated to get ready, I slowly get ready by going to wash myself to try to relax a little... My things are on my desk chair. As a top, I prepared a long-sleeved white shirt, a pale color sleeveless sweater with a V-neckline and some small black lines near the collar. The pants are simple black and straight, suit pants.
In my small apartment, my bedroom is next to the bathroom, I don't need to travel a long way. Crossing the hallway I pass my cat, Moki, it's a little gray and white tabby kitten who follows me everywhere whatever I do. Arriving in the bathroom, I undress to take my shower. The water takes a while to heat up, but it got hot enough for me to finally get in. Feeling it flow down my body relaxes me and relaxes me in my entirety. It feels good to feel the warmth after this long night. Concentrating on not thinking about my horrible awakening this morning. The more I tell myself not to think about it, the more it comes up in detail. Nausea comes to me, I sit down under the pressure of the water, swallow for a good time dizzy... When it starts to get a little better, I wash my hair, then rinse it to move on to my body. Lots of little scars decorate my body, scars from my childhood, but one that I don't remember having done, quite visible, which is on my right side, a long reddish mark. When I've finished taking my shower, I start to dress quietly while heading to the living room, I remember that I left my bag from the day before with my homework on the table. So exhausted yesterday that I left everything like that and didn't even do the dishes. Hmm… At least it was a reheated meal. First thing to do, get rid of the leftovers, pack my bag, and put away everything I left lying around. After that, I take my coffee by the kitchen window to get some fresh air. Outside it's all white it's November, the snow covers the whole landscape, it's one of the most beautiful views you can see in winter... Well, it must be cold, the extra layers will be my best friends so you don't catch a thing. I really like the snow... But as long as I think about it, with all this snow, are the roads clear? I can't see the road from my window, there is a tree just below which blocks the view of the sidewalk and the road. I'll see when I go there. I hope they were able to do it otherwise I have to stay cloistered at home, it wouldn't help me a lot, to tell the truth, bad luck awaits me enough like that. I don't want to take the risk of walking or hitchhiking. But I'm not complaining if I can stay home a few more hours…
After entering university, I had to move away from home to be closer, I chose his studies at the end of my term. 'year. So I took a small apartment which is quite close to there. At university, I learn literature and languages, it's quite complicated to follow the courses but I try to do my best. For extra-curricular hours, I have a part-time job that allows me to extend the end of the month. It's a small job that I found on the way to school, by chance (because I don't always have bad luck). I am in my last year now.
It's already time to leave, I put my cup in the sink with a little water in it, also put some food for Moki since there's no one to watch him during the day. I give him a little caress by placing a little kiss on the top of the head. Just seeing him rub against me and purr makes me smile. I take my mind, it's a long beige coat and take my school bag, I open the door and prevent Moki from escaping. I double-lock. I go down the floors slowly with apprehension that there is no bus. The stop is two minutes walk from where I live, leaving the building and I see that it is snowing again, I took my gloves and a black scarf, it is quite cold, I hear the snow crunching under my shoes, I laugh, because it's been a long time since I felt this sensation. I arrive at the stop and I notice that there is still nobody, usually there are 2-3 people. The bus is a little late but it's ok, I feel the cold reaching my feet.
