Mar 13
2 min read
Here is My Birth.
A short story.
Here is my birth………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………and here is my death.
Each dot, some kind of event that has some significance to me, a few that are empty, but the number predetermined, so I may have to zoom in or out so my life fits the correct number of dots.
Will it be eventful, or focused?
