Mirrors.

He sees himself but refuses to believe. "That's not me. It can't be, can it?"
Each time he takes a look at it, the image changes. It's like a slide show set on 'fast'. His appearance shifts so  fast, his mind can't keep up. The boy's thoughts begin to wander around the great green plains. There are times when his thoughts get lost in time and space, in mind and heart ... until they fade away. They fade away only so others can take place. "Ignorance is bliss" 


Out of a sudden he's back in the room and once again, he gets back to reality. Boredom and simplicity encircle him ... just like the morning fog surrounds the trees on a lakeside.




Love,Just.