Sunday 4 January 2015

Trance…..



Am I dead…?
I can’t feel my legs… or my arms… where am I…?
Don’t panic… don’t panic… breathe… just breathe… wait… I can breathe… I’m not dead… I’m not dead…..
Oh god it burns… my chest… feels like I’m breathing fire….. Fire!!! am I a dragon now…?
Wait… how…? re-incarnation…? is this shit possible…?
But why a dragon…?
Dragon… oh… oh, Khaleesi… Mother of dragons… embrace me… and protect me… hold me against your ample bosom…..
No No No No No stop… why am I thinking of Game of Thrones now…?

Wait… if I could just open my eyes and see where I am… come on now… lift them… come on… you can do it….. Fuck! eyelids are so damn heavy…..
Shit, it’s so cold… someone please switch of that fan… Fan! Oh my god, yes… I can hear the fan…I’m in a room with a fan… but… which room…? my room…?
No… can’t be… the floor is so cold… and damp… huh…? why am I lying on the floor…? and why is it so damp…? it’s freezing my ass..
Wait… my ass…Oh shit! where are my pants…? my clothes… where are my fucking clothes…? No No No No No… can’t let anyone see me like this… cover up your junk you fool… come on…
my arms… can’t move… my arms… Noooo… No No… stop… don’t panic… breathe… Noooo… No… can’t… can’t breathe… head… spinning… Noooo… please… stop the spinning… stop it… please… I can’t… can’t stand it… can’t breathe… I’m floating… spinning… floating away… this is it… I’m dying… floating… into oblivion… I’m coming… I’m coming George Clooney… wherever the hell you floated off to… I’m coming… there’s no gravity anymore… there’s no nothing anymore…


F    : Dude, wake up… come on man… wake the fuck up…
Me : Hmmmm….. my head… hurts… where am I…?
F    : You’re at my place and you look like shit… was it your first time yesterday…?
Me : Uh.. yeah.
F    : Thought so. You passed out on the floor. Now, put some clothes on and get outta here. You’ve got class in 15 minutes.