What do you worry about?

I worry about the future, about losing my mind. Losing my memories. I worry so much about this, probably too much. I will probably worry myself into losing my thoughts and memories. I would hate to lose my memories, they make up who you are. All the traumatic experiences, all the joys – they are the threads in the product, the material of wh0 you are.

What are you scared of?


His Galaxy.

“…….Could you please, narrate me?

Utilizing only glitter and rough hands.”