I Can't Remember How I Got Here

Empty School

I had a terrible night, I don't even know why I'm putting this out here but I felt like there was nothing better to do.
Every night I have the same routine, change into my pajamas, brush my teeth, floss, wash face, brush hair, pass the fuck out. I was so tired I forgot to do anything but drop into bed still wearing my black floral button down from the theater.
I shouldn't have drank so much.

In the morning, well when I woke up I was here. Headache pounding, dazed but wherever this place is. It looked like the lobby to a library or something. I don't know how I got here but I thought it was best to look around.

That's when I saw the door to an auditorium, "closed for maintenance" the door said but I went inside anyway the brass door handle creaking while I opened it.

It was haunting

The stark empty stage, the mild hum of the few lights still on
I had nothing else to do but keep taking pictures and wondering.

I found a staircase up to the second floor, one of those white brick maintenance staircases that you see in hotels sometimes.
The building was strangely chilly, especially in the yellow lit staircase. It exited into a library, one filled with books in Hebrew for some reason