The steps I walk seem so random. Each moves me forward, even when I go in a sideways or cross movement. A memory invades my perception from a game played as a child. Hopscotch rules remind me of words, “safe” and “home” and especially “rest”.
The steps I walk seem so random. Each moves me forward, even when I go in a sideways or cross movement. A memory invades my perception from a game played as a child. Hopscotch rules remind me of words, “safe” and “home” and especially “rest”.