Monday, 31 August 2009

When everything is so blurry it no longer has meaning

Where are all the owls? all the feathers are lost. She can't believe how she cried over them so much when they find it so easy to disappear now - far more easy than she could ever let them go. Why does she feel so lost when she's right there?
The truth is that she doesn't know where she is at all - just keeps finding herself until she runs away again so fast she is blind... other people will find her first then she will be so confused when she wakes up in their world that she wont know who she is again.
She needs to write her own map...
...but she doesn't have any pens.

*** ...Pictures in the dark...

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