I had been going through endless sleepless nights and I just couldn’t take it anymore. I took some pills and went outside, sat on a bench and watched the stars, smoking cigarettes and dozing off, hoping with all my heart to finally fall asleep, because then I’d finally be at peace.
I went to the cemetery and dozed off between two graves. Looking at the stars while thinking that those people could no longer see them broke my heart, but I was also grateful to still be here to see them myself.
Maybe I took too many pills, because I ended up sleeping for more than 24 hours and don’t really remember everything that happened afterward. Apparently, I went to my best friend’s place, she gave me coffee and cigarettes, and I found my first gray hair. Apparently, I also went out to buy a pain au chocolat, because there’s an empty bag on the living room table.
It might have been a bit too emo, a bit cringe, and kind of dangerous, but I can’t say I regret the experience
Oh, and I ran into a cat.
It stopped and stared at me; it probably isn’t used to running into another frightened little piece of vermin