Delusions Of Grandeur (WIP)

Unfamiliar places (not a continuation of the plot)

From the moment I woke up, I felt agitated.
At first, I thought I hadn't slept, but that wasn't it.
I felt on edge the entire time. I was familiar with my surroundings, something was off.

In this apartment I've lived in for over a year, more than comfortable.
From every item to the furniture, I felt at home.

One thing I've found odd, I don't remember much about my past. Whatever the reason, I've refused to remember or even recall memories.

Across the room was a window plastered on a bare wall. It had a white frame contrasting the feel of the room.
Now, just as I looked at it, I felt at ease.

The sunlight peeked through the window, illuminating it, luring me to it.
I had an urge, a strong feeling, to look through it.
The sunlight captivated me, as if the window had some secret that I needed to get a grasp of.
It was so beautiful.

I stood up, as I walked to it.
Every single step I took, felt as if time had stopped.
Slowly and surely I found myself closer.

This window brought warmth, a warmth in my chest, enough to make me sick. Despite this feeling, I craved to get closer, not wanting to let it go so easily.

When I came face to face with the window, I saw the ledge accumulated dust.
No flaw would make this magnificent window be less of anything.
Ignoring it, I looked out the window pane.

A larger town than what I knew. Right in the center of the plaza, a fountain could be seen. Buildings surrounded the plaza, colorless as they were. Not one thing I saw was familiar.

This doesn't make sense. What happened to the beautiful fields I was used to?
The couple of trees I adored? Those trees I loved because of their loneliness in an empty field?
Where did it all go?

I tried to comprehend all of it, but soon the bliss I had felt from the window disappeared.
I kept my distance from the window.

I stood there in awe.
I sat down on a nearby chair across the window trying to understand.

All I could remember was, I was asleep for a long period but nothing else at the moment.
How long was I asleep?

The scenery was one of many reasons I lived here in the first place.
It was the reason I endured the struggle to be able to see it.
What was I going to do without it?
Without it, without it...

The fountain in the middle of the plaza and the building were always there. That wasn't the problem.
It was the amount of people walking in the plaza.
There were a horrifically large number for my liking.

The town I grew familiar with was gone, replaced by something unfamiliar infested by people.

Just thinking about it gave me a headache, a throbbing headache.
Could I run away from my problems again?

If I had done it before, I could at least try.

Once and for all I decided that I would step outside and face it.
Soon I saw it. The crowd of people were walking everywhere, like mindless bugs. I felt disgusted. Despite this, I found myself in the crowd, although suffocating.

I managed to step out the crowd as I found a quiet coffee shop.

Just outside there was a patio area with a couple of benches and tables.
It was lovely.

As I was admiring the scenery, I saw a man sitting on a bench nearby.
The man seemed to be in deep thought.

The man had dark hair that was dull and messy. His eyes were dark as well but small.
His skin was clear but a few tones darker than mine.
At that moment, I began to realize that I had been standing in front of this man for a while.
This man had stuck out so much, he wasn't disgusting at all.
This man was different.

Even familiar, a familiarity I couldn't explain.