[a_copycat]

 

Lately, I started dreaming of alien suns supplying their distant power to me, the unplugged way. I also had that silly dream of you and I working together as a team : white shirt, no tie, legal pad, black fountain pen, attending some serious meeting with a bunch of stern businessmen. The day before Christmas, I decided I would find a new home before summer comes. I imagined the lonely turn of my life, with friends surrounded. I pictured myself standing in an empty room, bright light flooding in, sunbeams reflecting on my smiling face, energizing me. I pictured my shadow on the freshly painted wall, twitching its ears, raising its hand, flicking a cigarette, like a copycat.

 

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