tonight he was discussing his dreams in detail to a friend and i was just in the middle of the room between the two of them so i heard everything but did not understand a word. whatever technical terms of flying. it seems very concrete, the giant berth that exists between our thoughts and directions. he made it all the more real. how much time and money and effort is needed to achieve what he wants eventually. it turned out that besides me he never told anyone and tonight he finally told this mate of his. and turns out someone died from skydiving recently and he met that guy before his accident. it is just so .... scary and crazy and i am just sitting there working in silence.
Posted at 02:39 am by yinnie