21 May 2012
Before anyone saw me eating a stolen cheeseburger, I swiftly left the shop. The air outside was hardly sweet smelling either. I looked around and wondered what to do now. My mind wondered and suddenly I was thirsty. Now I had to find something to drink, bearing in mind I had no idea what I liked. At the end of the stinking street was a junction; left, right or straight ahead. I guess I could always come back to the junction if I felt like it, so then I could travel in every direction. After a few minutes and a while doing 'ip dip do' I decided to go down the left street in search of some shop that I could borrow a drink. Borrowing is a dressing up the fact that I steal.
Amnesiac #3 • Opuss № I