I don’t know where I’m from. The ferris wheel fell down. She looked like a doll. My dad is strong. Whenever the man came down, we played catch. He’s in jail. I wonder if Mac is in heaven. Papa is probably taking good care of him. I wanted tacos. So I went to the other country to get some. Orphan kids don’t cost much. Unless they’re crazy. Then the people with briefcases and paper take them to the special place. I would like to go there. But I’m not special. Basketball is hard to play. Especially when you’re skinny. The big people pushed me. Reading is better. Nobody bothers me when I read. Mom doesn’t like it when I lock the door. Friends are hard to find. So I lock the door. There’s not a pot of gold at the end of rainbows. I think that’s stupid. There should be a pot of gold there. But only for nice people.
I suppose that if I left home forever, I would need a destination. A map, perhaps, an airplane ticket, more than likely, and a travel guide, definitely.
I suppose that if I left home forever, I would need an extra pair of shoes. A change of clothes would be nice. A jacket to keep me warm would be ideal.
I suppose that if I left home forever, I would need a notebook or two. Reminiscing about things past, snapshotting the present, contemplating the future. I could fit all these in a notebook or two.
I suppose that if I left home forever, I would need plenty of coffee. A travel mug to drink from, a coffee maker to create from, and some sugar to stay awake from.
I suppose that if I left home forever, I would some books. Maybe a few history books, to keep me educated. Maybe a few classical books, to keep me in tune. Maybe a few fictional books, to keep me entertained. Maybe a few poetry books to keep me on my toes.
I suppose that I left home forever, I would some money. Maybe a calculator and a wallet as well. Different countries have different currencies. I would need these to calculate foreign exchange rates and store foreign currencies.
I suppose that if I left home forever, I would need a friend. Too bad I can’t pack one in one medium-sized suitcase.
I recently uncovered a recipe for how to make “A Dream Come True.”