Today we got into a summer house. I think it's okay. There is two big pools, nice gardens which is full of colourful flowers, stone stairs high balconies with nice views. It's hot but not that hot. If i'd have seen some influncers came here on online probably i'd be kinda jealous. When we're sitting and chatting at our balcony as a family after we swam at the afternoon, i caught a feeling.
I can't help but feel like ı'm a outsider sometimes. I don't feel like i belong here. I know ı'm not supposed to feel like that about this summer house. I'm well aware of this is a temporary house but that's not my point. I'm just saying i know this feeling from my past experiences. It's a cold, creepy feeling. It's like ı've lost the feeling of belonging to a place. Nowhere feels right. Only one question starting to turn in my head at anywhere i go and it's getting louder and louder until I can't hear anything but this: "What am i doing here?"
I'm trying to think, listen, read the things i did before. I'm trying to beat this exhausting, excluding feeling with the gun of "deja vu. "
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General Fiction"Needed to write a diary to breathe. And i found myself as wanting to share it for some reason. Just to clear my mind, to give you another window to look at life. Maybe we will share a lot more details in the fallowing days but for now we should dea...
