In a parallel world this could be day two, the day after day one. That’s not the case, but we can still pretend.
With my period at the corner, love keeps crossing my mind. I get so emotional during PMS, like I keep thinking of love, sex and eating, especially eating. It really gets out of control and lot of times have I scared myself. I would not sleep at night and watch video recipes on YouTube till really late.
I wanted to talk about love tho. Definitely not my love life. It’s just this dream I had and it still lingers in my mind.
I’m back at school, guessing from the people around me, I’m in middle school. We’re out for a trip. Kayak in the city, like there’s this river that crosses all the city and we’re either really bad at it or the stream is too strong, so we end up inside lot of houses and streets.
Nothing romantic happens. It’s just this feeling I have during the entire dream. It’s longing and missing and needing. I’m not in love with a person. I’m in love with the idea of this person.
My hunger has taken over and I cannot bother talking about love any further. I need food, salty then sweet than salty again. Hmmm.