and i thought i was making pictures like stealing fire…

nouvelle cat?gorie qui risque fort d’?tre compl?tement redondante avec Pic of the day et HemoBlogging…enfin, on verra ? l’usage :D

ps : oui, je sais, j’aurais jamais du l’appeler poussinette, un instant d’?garement…

– are you okay ?
– where am i ??
– we’re here.
– are you okay ?
– where are we ??
– what’s wrong ?
– are you okay ?
– where are you ??
– open your eyes.
– why do you look at me like this ?
– you’re fine.
– am i here ??
– nothing.
– …
– are you okay ?
– …
– are you okay ? are you okay ? a r e…y o u…o k a y…?

i often dream that i’m in a place i know very well. near the borders of time, everything shifts slowly and i’m becoming scared as hell. can’t find my way. home. everything i know is lost. yet so close to me. was it a turn on the right ? was it on the left ? slow down. we’re driving too fast. i can’t. but i’m the one driving. why are these houses more tall than wide ?
why am i so scared when i can finally open my eyes ?

i often dream that i have memories of some things that other people have lived. can you tell me what’s happened here ? can you tell me what’s brought me here ? can you tell me when the horizon finally tamed the ocean ?…