Day 01

the story of an Algerian that didn't found his place on this world and reality.

Day 01 

   I woke up from a horrible dream. I won't call It a Nightmare because they are dreams by scientific term. The dream was typical, somehow, but it has been a long time since I last saw it. It was me at a room that's empty from any form of life; sitting doing nothing.

   I just realized that the last time I had this kind of dreams is the day when I supposedly was cured of depression. But I guess no one gets cured for that depression is a bubble you create and becomes heavy and difficult to live in; you want to escape. Once you escape it, you realize that you don't really belong to the real world. You would like to go back, to your refugees camp. Your Bubble. Uhmm s**t!!! I'm in the bubble again...