I've lost my head. I can't remember how it happened, seeing as how I lost my brain along with it. But if I concentrate really hard, I can still sort of 'see' and 'hear'. So it's not all bad.

But my mum is coming to town for a visit. I've told her that I don't want to see her, which is lucky because I no longer have access to my eyes. But she insists on seeing me. I have to meet her at the train station. She is understandably disappointed in me. I walk on ahead, quickening my pace, feeling utterly miserable and dejected, trying to get myself lost. If I had my eyes I would use them to cry.

Rollo Kim