"Who are you" he breathed through hookah smoke, pressed from his blue catarpillar lungs. I wondered. I wondered as the smoke surrounded my person and I became nothing but a cloud. I wondered as I lifted off the ground and I wondered as I awoke the next morning in my bed. Who am I? Who am I?

Well don't you worry my caterpillar man, because I finally found my answer. I am nobody. I am nobody, for when my teacher asked me in first grade what I wanted to be when I grew up, I answered that I did not know. I am nodody, for when I reached highschool and my teachers asked me what university I wanted to go to, I answered that I did not know. I am nobody, for when a boy told me he liked me and asked me why I thought he did, I answered that I did not know. I am nobody, because I do not know. I do know myself and I never did, although I always claimed to. I lived my life following the system and the rules without ever knowing why and when I failed a test in school I cried becuase the other children cried and when I saw a spider running across the floor, I scram because the other children scram. I am shell. I am a vessel. But my shell is empty, my vessel uninhabited and my soul is crumbled up in a corner, like child hiding from the thunder. I am nobody, for I never allowed myself to be somebody. My whole life I have been shy, reserved and proper, never knowing why I did it, or for who. I am nobody but now when my teacher asks me what I want to be when I grow up, I can smile and say "somebody"

Sweeter sap than those of seasoned, sun-kissed strawberries, I have never had the satisfaction of savouring; the soft and sanguine skin that solemnly slickens the soul as it is slowly being swallowed, safe for the small, somber, sturdy stones that stirs the senses to sharpen so sprightly.

Theres this game I know that we used to play when I was a child. As far as I remember, I think we got to know about it from a tv-show and we decided to give it a go, whereafter we adapted it. The idea of the game was, that there should be a circle drawn on the ground (therefore the game should take place outside). The people participating in the game would then have to line up a few hundred metres away from this circle, where they would be blindfolded. They would then have to walk as straightly as possible, aiming for this circle. The person who would get closest to the core of the circle would win. This game would often bring laughs as people often went to far to either left of right, or not far enough as well as too far from the circle. 

Then there was this once when some friends of the family came over and we decided to play. Now, the entire evening one guests (John) had been a bit of a pain, so it was of course a relief when he, as his turn came to play, walked far beyond the circle (like hundred of metres too far), because he had forgotten to count his steps. He then walked all the way to the water, which we live nearby and onto docks and into the water. He was of course shocked at first but as he recovered he himself joined in our unstoppable laughter.