ANALYZING THE SEQUENCE of my dreams, as I dash myself in this thick snows of January, feeling nothing more than intense fear and discombobulation, it comes from our first physical touch to our euphoric state. Then, it goes to how I mercilessly hit Liam and to the obnoxious point of seeing a headstone with his name carved on it. It starts from his confession-like words at Nowhither, then I travel to the farthest past, and I saw a present situation – where I stikes Liam on the face with my face and he fell down – and up to the strangest time and moment of, maybe, a future – could it be?
Can it be a message to what will happen in the future? If so, why am I grieving? And why Liam’s headstone, of all people in the world, is in front of me? What happened to him?
