Some people

John Wins
2 min readJan 9, 2022
“We die in our dreams to wake up alive in our beds.”

In this strange world of ours, what is hidden inside our thoughts?

Some people will behave slightly differently and that’s where the magic of humankind begins. Although we hold phones and books with the same style, our search history is always unique.

First of all, who can answer “where does all this data soul go?” without blinking.

Tough one, harder than a punch. Looking out the window inside a bus we can see many faces outside, half covered, but pay attention to the smiles through the eyes. It shines and makes us wonder about many connections we have strangle and entwine in the sight of our soul windows.

Some people will live far away, while others will be as far as they can. Distance is forever a physical thing, no matter if we’re neighbors, we may miss each other.

But some people will move to live near castles, so it will be easier to make a fairytale come true, while others will tear down every single wall they made, just to remind that there are a lot of bricks to start over.

For some people, screens are the only way to trust, drain and escape. Escapism within an addiction is still a way out. The difference between poison and medicine is the dose.

Sometimes we just want to run away, but all the tickets are sold out.

Some people will be shy to speak out in public, but brave enough to be idiots in private. Let’s pretend it’s normal, but is it normal to feel the heart racing so fast without a driver’s license for some deep feelings?

Why are afraid to show who we really are? Maybe the answer wasn’t faking it before, but now it’s too late and we’ll never know.

Once we get back to some familiar places, we’ll see some pictures popping up, like a mental teaser trailer of a movie we desperately want to see again. The snow, the sun, the touch and the intense feeling. Sorry if it’s just a movie inside your head.

We die in our dreams to wake up alive in our beds.

Some people just want to feel whole again. All the pieces of a 1000 puzzle game on the floor. Too hard to start, too beautiful to be abandoned.

The night so quiet has a buzz that we don’t know how to turn off, so here‘s another question:

Now that all the TVs are off, what has become the main channel? Is it the heart, mind or skin?

Streaming our feelings is the new hype, I’ve heard some people say.

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