The Most Intimate Space — My Solitude
This young man is crying deep within his mind. A face so pale, radiating an unsurprised look on the world surrounding him. Walking steadily on dry soil with a tiny bit of hope finding a solitude filled with peace.
Most of us don’t remember what happened before the age of 5. I… I don’t remember before the age of 9. It is not that my memory is corrupt or damaged…