eventually all things merge into one.

while some kids might have a natural attraction to secret places, our attic was never of much interest to me. it took me 23 years, 5 months and some days to re-discover what i missed. it’s like your memory’s playground. the circle has been closed. i found some of grandad’s old books. on top of them: the finland book. there are no coincidences. how did you feel up there?

i believe.