Dec 22, 2025
He lays an offering at the feet of Noli’s statue, the pulsing red triangle hovering beside him.
I watch from somewhere, he reminds me of you,better my dear. I think of introducing myself, but shove it down.
The tree I sit in a wishing tree, slips of paper and ribbons and socks and everything else blows in the light breeze.
There are some hopeful ones, 'I wish for a world without war.' 'I wish for all homeless to be housed'
Some silly ones, 'i wish for a flying skateboard' 'i wish for the worlds biggest candy bar'
Some sad ones, 'i wish my dad gets better' 'i wish Sixer would come back.'. I do not know who Sixer is or was.
As ASPX leaves the clearing, I add one to the tree. 'I wish I could see my love again.'
