slow motion

I realized that I am trying to be like a neat person sometimes. Actually, I am not trying to be like that, I simply act like a neat person.

I sometimes sit on my bed and set all the things in my bag properly and very slowly before going out.

My room is often messy, but sometimes I tidy just a little square on it and sit on there, reading book slowly, like the book that I hold is a living thing and I try not to hurt it. I turn the pages very slowly.

Sometimes I take a bottle of water out of my bag on the subway, and I take little sips from it when I am on the escalator. I continue it to the ground. I walk very slowly, like walking on the moon.

It feels like the time is running slow for me and everywhere is quiet and sweet. Living in the clouds. Climbing the stairway to heaven.

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