story

A 2-post collection

Once upon a time...

He was what one may call a “dilly-dallier.” No pebble in his path went un-kicked, nor any weed un-plucked. It wasn’t that he was particularly fascinated by nature and its remnants; it was more that he was apt to getting caught up in his own mind, which had the effect of making his legs move slower. »

Why do we cry?

By weeping, I want to impress someone, to bring pressure to bear upon someone ("Look what you have done to me") »