Tuesday, 10 May 2011


Certain days were dreams for the boy who had stolen himself for a dare. He had forgotten where he had been left. Years and years and years ago.
            The pattern unfolded like this: remember you were missing – search – find the questions which had no answers – walk for a year – forget – remember…

This was how he lived his life.  


  1. This is actually very beautiful and moving, a soft and delicate centre, disguised by the surreal coating : )

  2. keep coming back to this, it really is incredibly beautiful and it is not at all stupid or shallow

    (and now I will stop praising it in case I give it a big head.)