At sunset I remembered a film in which a zombie, still aware of his former self, lived aboard an abandoned jetplane. He got his heart beating again but I felt mine had stopped forever.
I let him take the flight and spent the night at the airport’s viewing platform, watching the sun go down, the planes land, takeoff and taxi around, the sun rise again through bleary eyes.
Alone and facing an unknown future, my phone started to vibrate and shook me out of myself.
My sister, the only person who had stood by me, started my heart once more.
I let him take the flight and spent the night at the airport’s viewing platform, watching the sun go down, the planes land, takeoff and taxi around, the sun rise again through bleary eyes.
Alone and facing an unknown future, my phone started to vibrate and shook me out of myself.
My sister, the only person who had stood by me, started my heart once more.
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