Chapter 6: Mirrors of Aversion

He wanders in thought, running away from his reflections. He would’ve burnt them to the ground, only if…he could find the fire that would burn water down. The picture he had confidently put up on display for the world, was a pleasant surprise to him when he had first found it recently. He had never, in more than three decades, had seen this particular picture ever. There was something about this guy, he felt, as he looked back in time at himself. This two foot tall guy was happy. His smile was infectiously confident. What was he so happy and confident about? He was happy, but for what? Could he remember a moment from three decades and before, especially when he has just recently come across this event? He clung to the image as if a baby kangaroo clings to mother. He cropped out others, and just let himself take the stage. He felt as if he had found a lost and forgotten piece of himself, and so, for the first time in a long time, and...