“He doesn’t speak the language,
He holds no currency.
He is a foreign man.
He is surrounded by the sound.
“Say what you need to say.” 235 more words
It’s the same feeling again, Audrey. It’s weird how in just a few days, you could be outside in the vast interstellar, where you thought you could forget to the very least, the sheer amount of horrid you have had in the past, and the very next day you woke up, you are dumped inside the earth’s core, cramped by an immense amount pressure of all the earth’s content, and yet, surprisingly, you are still alive and trying to kick yourself in, back into the reality. 445 more words