Its been a month since I woke up.

I’ve been stuck in a white plain room waiting for the day to end, along with other patients who patiently waited, some hoping for their life to change, others for something to magically happen.

Meanwhile I am here, still feeling my surroundings, not knowing which feelings are my own.

In the last couple of days I’ve come to understand what is happening around me, or at least starting to comprehend why they happen, but it doesn’t help the pain in my chest go away.

Being stuck in a room for an unending amount of time has been dreadful, and all I can do is stare at the screen of an old TV, there a woman with a serious tone talks, giving information of events I could only assume are recent.

In the screen, the light from every pixel shines like stars being absorbed by my eyes.

There in the screen, I read ‘space’ keeping my gaze glued to its every word.

Right there in the screen, photos of machines flying like birds,with their metal wings spreading open, gliding in the darkness, their path towards the star filled void.

In the screen!, the figures of countless large comets bathed shiny metals, going on about their own business, innocently dancing around like ballerinas, not knowing that soon they will be victims.

But my thoughts elsewhere not on the metal birds, somewhere not on the thoughtless rocks, everywhere but in the daunting lady.

My vision can only focus in the darkness of space, my heart starts to panic, and i can only feel my heart aching.

This is the only time, I certainly know, that this pain is my own, and I don’t want this feeling to go.

But I am woken up by one of the many doors opening, I panic and move my stare to the floor, only to realize my heartache is disappearing, leaving me alone again, with nothing that is my own.

My gaze remains there fixed to the floor, and just as i start to calm down, I realize I know who has come, it could not be anyone else her, it’s Karlin my nurse.

Only tears come out of my eyes, I find myself not daring to look into the screen anymore.

My gaze remains frozen to the floor.