JULY 27 YEAR 19
I woke up with a very bad headache.
I had a horrible dream last night. My memories were rough and I could only remember a few things. Blood flowing on a piano while someone was pressing on the blood drenched keys.
My mother had made me tea to make me feel better but my headache didn't stop until I took a small nap on the couch. I woke up and got changed to go out the garden to practice a bit for the tournament this coming weekend.
Being a gymnast, people see you as elastic - flexible and extremely bendable. I feel good everytime my body stretches. I feel alive in this broken dull world. Serenity.
While I was doing some tricks, my mind travels back to my dream. A saw a man, affirmative of that. My head started to ache once again as I force myself to remember what he looked like and I just had to sketch his face out.
I have seen him before.
But where?
ㅡ SHIHYE, 16:46
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