Melody awoke in a state of semi consciousness. She found herself sitting on the edge of the bed, dressed to go out. Beside, the old leather suitcase, half full-half empty, surrounded by several shirts, dresses and pants, even attached to their perches, but ready to be folded and packed in search of new direction. Two pairs of shoes lay on the carpet.
still dormant, pressed, mechanically, the key to green design of your phone. He felt at that moment, his hands were hot, sweaty and bright. On the other hand, a familiar voice said "Hello." So who should have answered, dropped the top of your body 90 degrees, resting on the bed, and hung up.
Confused, he asked how he got there the suitcase, and who would have been filled, because I did not remember herself. It was the only person in the house ... Is it possible that ...?
always wanted to travel, but the university, lack of money, his family and work, in chronological order, it had been prevented.
And it seemed that in the end, had won the game desires locked away in the remotest corner of his unconscious. Their anxieties dominated each of his muscles.
After contemplating for a long time the suitcase half done, could not help but continue to put every piece of clothing inside.
finished this task, he headed for the door.
On the table by the entrance was his leather hat. He bought some years after a crush on after seeing it in a window. I had never used. But when traveling in dreams, always covered her hair black.
phone rang again, same screen name. The same familiar voice, this time in a slightly more aggressive, said: - Why did you hang?
And this time, it was no answer: - I'm going.
- What?
- Let me go.
- But ... where?
- A elsewhere.
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