restart

there is a recurring dream coming and going now and then. i wake up and find myself in another place - a small flat with simple decoration, a wide bed. a couple of shelves with a fair collection of comics and sf&f books. a clean desk, for a change, and another for my drawings. A small balcony - and beyond, a different city, a foreing land (usually london, don't ask why). from my past, not a single remain. no family, no friends, no one. a brand new restart, whole fresh life out there, with newfound friends and a fair ammount of enemies to get. a simple work, perhaps in a bookshop, enough to pay the rent, the taxes, the cigarrettes and a double black coffee with jack daniels after dinner in the nearby pub.

maybe one day.