Trip to Memory Lane (2)
There is this sweet humming melody playing before he had fully opened his eyes. It was familiar and relaxing in the ear, so much that when he had adjusted his eyes, a bright light dimmed slowly showing a living area. A large screen playing cartoons was there. ‘Television?’ His head looked at the sides and then on the ground. His usual ragged self, shoes and pants were not there. Instead a shrunken pair of bare soft feet and short limbs. The humming continued. Nevermind the sudden physical change, those short limbs start running from the carpeted floor full of toys. Everything else seems gigantic to his point of view but he can’t help but giggle while moving. He stopped by the island countertop and peek. A woman with long hair black hair is busy in the kitchen. He giggled more and hid
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