Three hours ago, I was on my way to get outside, to got to a mall north of Sthlm. But it took me three hours because I couldn’t find anything to wear… not a single piece to fit the weather nor my body.
I look out through the window and see people in relaxed clothes, looking gorgeous just the way they are. So why is my mind telling me that I can’t wear any of my clothes? It must be because I’m an alien of some sort who - underneath this human suit - doesn’t wear clothes, or something.
It has to be.
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