Literally. I've always found it a bit... Macabre, I think. Sometimes I would watch my feet and wriggle my toes within that old pair of shoes and wonder, is what I'm feeling right now what Orly felt before? A strange question I guess. But Orly's gone now. And now even his shoes are practically gone as well....
The soles are breaking up. The leathers' cracked. Water seeped in everytime I passed thru puddles of water. Wearing a wet sock is not a pleasant experience. So I had to retire the dress shoes I've had for years.
Sometimes I wonder, is what I experience shared by other people? I'm talking about what we see and what we think about what we see. What we feel and sense in that same given moment. If it's possible, then it kinda hints of reincarnation too. Is it possible I'm reliving a moment of someone else's life? A variation of one that preceded mine?
Just what exactly lies on the other side. I would like to ask some people but they're no longer around. Orly. Mommy. A few acquaintances... If the afterlife does exist, what's in store for me? And why am I not worried?
About Me
- Erratum80
- Me? I make mistakes. A lot. But hopefully I make them only once. People often underestimate me. I'm a challenge to peg. That way, I can find out who I can consider true friends. I defy definitions. I exceed expectations.