located in the north part of the soul, where the wind blows away dark thoughts, people sink their feet in the sand, eat lots of chocolate and nobody minds the rain.

detox

there’s a special kind of creature in the neverlands that loves to walk. it walks on dozens of roads everyday, completely disregarding all the big metal monsters that swoosh by, carrying other people to other places. this particular creature was convinced that walking was the only way it could discipline its rather wonderous mind. whenever it started to walk, all the thoughts that usually ran hectically around stood still. whenever it started to walk, things got quiet. the world simplified.

on the day the clouds appeared, the creature walking home realised it was nauseous. it slowed down and tried hard to grasp this unexpected sensation. [you should know that all through the neverlands, people were trying long and hard to embrace the  nausea. it usually meant that something very good or very bad was about to happen. either way, something very big. and change is good, no matter how many times it leaves you standing lost in the rain. isn’t it? ]  the creature that loves to walk took a deep breath and went on its way, oblivious to the fact that a tiny disrespectful thought broke the silence and flew away.

a few hours later, it happened.