Visiting

The wee fella came with me to visit his grandma in the hospital. He was such a good boy. It had taken nearly all day to get to the hospital, partly through sub concious avoidance, and concious avaoidance...

Mum was very vague, even the nurse asked me if she is usually like that.. sadly, more often than she used to be. It struck me that one day she isn't going to recognise me. We're at the beginning of the road it seems...
Home tomorrow.

This is the fountain outside the hospital. up close it just looks like busted pipes.. from this far, it looks like lots of strategicaly arranged busted pipes.