*naked under the blankets

She looks at the floor.
She's drawing circles with her shoe.
She's about to talk.
Her voice doesn't do her the favor.
It has become stubborn.It doesnt' wanna come out.
She rises her eyes.
How would she do it?
She looks again to her shoes.
An ant is now climbing on her leg.
She's watching it crossing her shank.
What does she doing here?
Her eyes are wandering around the room.
Suddenly everythings seems so unfamiliar.
She doesn't even remember what brought her here.
She has nothing in common with that place anymore.
She gets up from her chair.
Her muscles are tough.
Her legs are shivering.
She's mubling goodbye.
She steps down rapidly.
Clean air.
Inhalation.
Above the buildings the sky still blue.
Exhalation.