/lit/ - Literature

This was the first summer of my life in which nothing happened. I wasnt expecting anything anyway. No positive experiences, just series of identical days in which i lurked, played chess and read all night, then slept until 12am, and laid on bed all day except when i creep up outside and walk.
No call, no text, no friends no anything.
When i walk outside sometimes i faze out and look at stuff completely remotely, like conciousness experiencing environment without preconcieved notions.
I have no strivings, no preferences. I just want to be left alone. And dream dreams which remind me theres something out there thats better, fair, honest and real. So i wait to experience it when i die. Cause i believe something better will come. I know. Ive seen it in my dreams. If i can concieve and experience it, it exists.
So i wait

>>20307212
This is my home board cause i found internet home here. It doesnt surprise me we think alike. Godspeed anon and wgmi somehow