Dreamin' Is a Déjà Vu...

 

I woke up this morning. It was cold. Berlin weather can get so nasty in winter. I boiled the water and lit my cigarette. What a random morning… Was it Sunday or Monday? I couldn’t remember. Sometimes, every day seemed to be the same.

I took a bath, starring at the ceiling where a spider had done a great job building her web. I went back to bed. Why? Because I had nothing better to do. My pillows and the fluffy blanket were my best friends. So cozy… and always there when I needed them.

I closed my eyes and dreamed away. I went to so many places… It was like a déjà vu. I was spinning around in circles. Always going back to the same places, the same faces, the same conversations.

And then it hit me… Why was I still laying there? Had the bed turned into my enemy? I stood up, put on my jeans and sneakers. Before I closed the door behind me, I looked back into my flat, whispering: “I’ll just get a pack of cigarettes.”

 

Photographer: Anna Frank @thesnapmind

Model: Frankie Miles @_frankiemiles