19 April 2012
I'm young and have two children. I'm getting old and underneath my skin grows a fatigue, an eager for rest. It seems that I'm loosing my memories from childhood and I'm gathering a new kind. This forgetfulness makes me wonder how do they feel inside, what do they think of everything that they touch, smell, taste, hear etc. They are so small and helpless... Was I ever so small?
Was I • Opuss № I