Gastarbeiter’s Doppelgänger

And then I entered the other room, it was larger and spacious,
and I recognised the places where others sat,slept,shagged and I could almost smell
the others, things, theirs.
But there wasn’t anyone there.
I was wondering where my place would be,
where I could sit if I get tired standing. Will I take someone’s?
And as I was thinking about it, I started walking away from me, and I saw myself standing,thinking.
It was very normal thing to see myself wondering about, thinking usual ethical non-sense.
Me that walked away,was different.
Indifferent, assertive and a little bit cruel:)
fool.
You know home:)