Once there was a cautious man. He secluded himself in an all-white house. All his stuff were white, his walls, even his clothes. All sharp surfaces in his house were muffled with white foam. His favorite food was white cereal from a white box with milk and sugar, in his white bowl. He always remembered his mother saying how clean white is, how safe. One day the cautious man felt a pain in his chest. Desperate, he chose to step outside. Right after, he fell on the sidewalk. Before he closed his eyes he saw a small flower. He smiled.
October 14, 2013
The Cautious Man