I’ve never been particularly good at communicating with other human creatures. Continue reading
A quick note. I have detailed most of the major events that have crossed the horizon. The me described by this blog has caught up with my actual self. Neat.
I wasn’t particularly bothered by the way I was thrown overboard. Continue reading
Last we met I was my own fellow once more. I fled the prison. Made my great escape. That is a lie. Continue reading
So I figured it out. It took a week. Then another for the very last of my hopes that “it can’t possibly be this bad all the time” to become acquainted with reality. Two weeks and I recognized my grey prison for what it was.
I narrow my eyes. From figure to figure my mind wanders. Each number echoes in the hollow of my skull. I memorize their worth, both alone and together. I am a frugal individual.
“I can make this last.” The thought tickles my mind. I blink and shake my head. Continue reading
I’m not a native, of these northern parts. I wandered this way on the tail of a series of exceedingly unlikely events (Which I’m sure I’ll get in to later). Whenever I mention my place of origin, I’m always met with the same phrase. Continue reading