As I was rushing with my words, Sam for a moment stopped me while we were walking.
He had this expression on his face, as if he wanted to tell me something... But he kept silent.
"What is wrong Sam?" I asked.
"You are telling me something I have faced many times in my life, and you are reminding me of a past life that I lived years back when I was at college. You are not alone... We are all the same, Dave. But the reality is different from the truth.
We are all monkeys in truth, but the reality is that we are not. We make amazing things alongside terrible ones. We rise and fall, every single day. But we keep bumping in the same mistakes.
The point is, Dave, that there is nothing to be upset about it, if you truly stop for a while and meditate on what I just said. We have all the same problem but deny it constantly and we all keep it secret"
What I just heard was one of the most inspiring things that anyone had ever told me!
He was right all along.
But all of a sudden I felt this twisting feeling in my stomach and it went through all my back
I was feeling weird as if all of a sudden a great black mass came over me and made me upset. I was upset, and couldn't think of how and why.
"Are you okay Dave? You look weird..."
"Probably the heat, I think" I answered.But it wasn't the heat.
I had to hide and run, so I told Sam that I was going to the toilet and that he had to wait there .I rushed into the toilet and suddenly I felt this vibration in my legs and arms. I was getting scared and nervous as if my brain started to realize that everything I did was useless and a waist of time. But that was what my brain was telling me.
I was getting sad and I felt like crying, but I couldn't, in my had i was getting paranoid about the future, about tomorrow, and everything was passing by.
So I went to the sink and washed my face with cold water.
It helped me to calm down.
I started to remember things I forgot about, things that I never wanted to remember.
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Depicting Serenity
General FictionSam is a thirty year old guy who lives by himself. He doesn't go out, he doesn't have friends and he doesn't like people... not anymore. Sam is an artist, but that's not all, he loves anything that makes him feel connected with people, but he can't...