Thursday, March 07, 2002

it is said, each person creates his own world. when I was 9 years old, I often thought about this:

"these other kids at school, are they real? they seem to respond to me. I see they go back after school. consistently, an image of them and their behaviour repeats everyday. but I wonder about their worlds. do they have one? or are they characters in my world?"

i feel comfortable being alone. i would go on long bicycle rides at the time, creating my own adventure as I ride.

I climb trees everyday after school to be alone. seeing the roof of my house. admiring the breeze blowing through the leaves.

My childhood world leaves me to wonder today.

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