(Mira Oka)
I sat on the roof of a hideout I’ve created. I have been staring at the stars glistening in the night sky for a few hours. Everytime I would feel overwhelmed or stressed, I’d always just look up. It always put me at ease, considering it was mesmerizing to look at. In addition, the quietness relaxes me. I didn’t feel tension.
My body rested as I kept staring. There was something always appealing about them. It sometimes made me reflect on myself. Thanks to the silence, I reminded myself that I was okay and that everything will be okay. Since it was dark already, I didn’t have plans to go anywhere. I was pretty exhausted already. Plus, my ankle still stung. I climbed down the roof to the inside of the hideout. It wasn’t much. Just pieces cut clean wood held together by vines to make somewhat of a house or shed. I hugged my knees. It was a shame I couldn’t make a hideout in the forest. I should head back tomorrow. Maybe I’ll obtain some resources on the way. More food, medicine, and by luck perhaps, clothes for disguises. With that thought in mind, I somewhat felt reassured. I lied down, knowing I was safe in this space, and closed my eyes. Letting my mind wander off from this reality.
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