May 7, 2014

I emerged from a stairwell into a park that was on ground level. It wasn’t so much of a park as it was a garden. There was some greenery as well as glass. There was a lot of glass. It seemed like the objective of the garden was to let its visitors smash the glass panes.

“This is paradise!” A girl nearby screamed. “I’ve been wanting to break glass forever.”

It has been a few years since I’ve seen this girl so she took me by surprise. Then she gave me a piggyback ride and carried me down into a dimly lit restaurant.