These days, I spend most of my days just staring at the walls behind my professors. I’m this close to just leaving university altogether. Maybe it’s because of these nightmares, or maybe because my professors are boring, or maybe because I keep seeing this old and dying woman’s face on the wall.
Her hollowed eyes unnervingly just stared at me and refused to look away. The first time I saw those black hollow eyes, I froze and just downright ran out of the classroom. These days, I just stare back at her.
Why am I talking about this? Because this face seemed to have follow me in my nightmares. I just feel so numb and tired of seeing and experiencing these astral realities.
I’ve seen so many disasters, deaths, murders, and massacres that it feels weird to me whenever I don’t see violence i
