"The flight to Earth-203 has been delayed".
The huge speakers on the altport blared.
"The flight to Earth-203 has been delayed".
The huge speakers repeated.
I looked at the giant Jumbotron and searched for my flight. EARTH-203 slid on the ticker. DELAYED followed it.
I't doesn't bother me really. I have all the time in the world, or at least in the world I'm going to. I had an x-deal with self-203 last year. He likes to be alone, (I believe he is a painter) and he needs to be in total solitude while doing his art. But he have many very cheerful relationships in that world. ANd relationships means noise and distraction.
Good thing, I happen to be a loner in this world. A lone wolf going wherever I wan't to, doing whatever I want to. But loneliness gets wearisome at times. Depression is my enemy here. And I have resolved to be in good terms with everyone I know now.
But I don't want to start from scratch, start rebuilding bonds. It's too tiresome. Hence the x-deal.
I'll live his life of endless ruckus. He'll live my life of infinite solitude. And I'm fine with that. I'm tired of being alone.
"The flight to Earth-203 will proceed in 0200 hours".
I saw my altplane materializing on the dropway. As soon as the door opened, I saw many people got off. Most of them looks familiar but different.
Then I saw myself getting off.
I look so goddamn awful.
When he looked at me, I feel like he's thinking the same thing.
