My Alter Ego

Our whole world

We spend our time in this room.
It was an average room,all of her four walls were charged with bookshelves which were charged with books.There was a comfy couch,two comfortable chairs and a little table.No clock,no window.This place was something that time didn't had power over it.Es was always sitting in the closest chair to the library to avoid getting up for grabbing a book.I sometimes join them in their reading,but I spent most of the time on the couch daydreaming or mumbling songs I don't even know.When I fall asleep all I see was pitch black.No dreams.No nightmares either.And when I wake up,I find a freshly baked meal on the table.At first I thought that someone brings it into the room by some secret passages.I tried hard to see it.But a blink is sufficient to make the daily meal appear without resolving it's mystery.Es never eats.The room was always softly illuminated,even though there was no lamp or candle.
This one little room was defying reality and logic,making her own rules and her own autonomy.