Night

Today I thought about  every all of the first nights that I have spent in strange places. I was scared all of everything (the air, strange letters, sounds and people having with different coloured skin and hair on metro) surrounding me on the metro. I think this was because maybe I felt like I was a stranger in there. When I would go to sleep, I would weep a bit in each of those first nights.

These days, everything is familiar and boring. I always take the same route, sleep in my same blue bed and do the same work. Yesterday was the same as today, and I will repeat the routine tomorrow. It feels like the first nights of last my past nights are were a dream. So Now I miss the strange air of those first nights.