The Book. Page 1.
One crazy morning after two days spent at sea, I started it. The book I've long since planned on writing. My personal quest to sort out all demons inside and line them on paper. Just publishing the first page wirtten so as not to forget I committed myself to something. Do not expect more, soon... as it will come, you will know ;).
She looked around. The hand that was intended to grab the bag from beneath the chair remained empty. She felt a slight dizziness as she moved her eyes around, with enhanced intensity, looking for the same thing. But the bag was gone. Her temples starting throbbing and she felt as if a wall of fog was installing between her and the world. The reality was obvious: she just had been robbed. Her brain though, refused to acknowledge and was pulling back from the striking reality. She got up. She had to get up. The waitress was coming along with a large smile.
Two hours later, dizziness turned massive headache, she was sitting aimlessly on a shaded kerb just outside Rambla del Raval. Tears were rolling down and a cigarette was burning itself in her hand. Part of her still refused to believe what had just happened. After being robbed she had to go to the police. The tricky part was that she had no phone, no cash and cards, no ID and no plane ticket any longer. Her flight was just taking off, but she could not be there as she had nothing now that could have got her on that plane. She was racking her brains for the correct number of her father’s since she had no clue whom else to call, her boyfriend’s number was something she could never remember and most unfortunately Anna’s number as well. She felt more torn inside than ever and she was so pissed off she couldn’t stop her tears of bitterness from falling.
“The damn bastard! I bloody hate the damn bastard!” All she was left with were her green backpack with the clothes and stuff, the cigarettes and a lighter. That was what drove her nuts the most. “Who the hell am I? I embark on this crazy ‘quest’ and now that I managed nothing I succeed in being nobody! How the f*** am I getting any money back and get out of this hell hole?” she was screaming inside her brain.
Just as she was trying to solve the complicated riddle she had gotten herself into – probably mumbling to herself – she lift her eyes up and the shock of seeing the girl looking down at her made her jump up in panic, palms and back glued to the wall… if the episode before was surreal, this was a nightmare! She tried to get herself together and smiled faintly. “Hey…"

