Infinite loop

A New Start

I wake up. My same old room. Completely empty. There’s nothing here. Only a bed and a desk. Aside from that this room is pretty empty. I don’t even own a closet.

I get up and open the window curtains. It’s a fine morning. Birds are chirping and I can see the blue sky. White clouds are floating like cotton candies.

I am thinking about what to do. Suddenly I get the feeling that I am forgetting something. What was I doing last night? I can’t recall tue last night.

Oh well, what could I be doing? My days have been the same for a long time. Ever since my parents died, my days have been the same.

I should wash my face and have breakfast. I open my room’s door thinking that. I have this whole house to myself. A normal house that can house 4 people easily. My room is upstairs.

My parents’s room is downstairs. Was anyway. Now this whole house is mine. I sleep wherever I feel like it. Most of the time though, I sleep im the living room.

So why was I in my room? I open the living room. A tv to