Wednesday, 4 January 2017

11 days from a birthday that may not be accurate.

As i get older I wonder, if when I was younger, I just didn't notice that everything is decaying and cracking and that weeds grow through the pavement and mould around the window and life is a permanent state of holding back a flood that is too large and powerful and that will inevitably overwhelm me.

Did I not notice or did I not care?