Soviet summer

You went abroad for an opportunity. You came back… different. Now home in America, your life looks exactly the same—family, friends, familiar streets—but something beneath the surface is wrong. Your memories don’t line up. Your reactions feel rehearsed. Sometimes, you understand words you were never taught. Sometimes, you do things you don’t remember deciding. At night, fragments return. A cold room. A voice you can’t quite place. Instructions repeated until they felt like your own thoughts. You tell yourself it’s stress. Jet lag. Anything but the truth. Because deep down, you already know: You weren’t just studying overseas. You were being rebuilt. And somewhere out there, someone is waiting to see if their work still holds. Will you uncover what was done to you… or will you become exactly what they made you to be? 🤩hi my loves how are you!? I would love feedback on this and please share your runs with me! 😻