"Can I tell you a secret, I know the future"
"Im at the edge of a beach staring at the sea"
"Its a grey rainy day, and I am alone"
"Cold runs through my body and the world seems as though it is covered in a plastic bag, the horizon is warped"
"I had finally realised something, a truth, a solidity in its logic and a poision in its meaning"
"I dont know what it is yet"
"Its scary that the draft of an ending made at 2am will not be edited."
You excuse yourself and go
and then you find yourself at the backseat of a car, staring at streetlights passing by, thinking to yourself it doesnt get much better then this.
Do you see yourself in front of the headlights.
You are staring at you, the car is going to hit, no matter what kind of car it is.
Is it hard to accept, the fact that you’re not at the steering wheel.