Chapter 1… My poor broken down worlds
“My sweet child,” he´d say laughing, while he fixed my toy. “Broken toys, they’re like many of the problems you’ll run into as time goes by. Never think that they’ll fix themselves on their own. Don’t put them off for another day either. If you do, there’ll always be a next day, because every day is in itself, its own tomorrow. That´s how they’ll end: caught up forever, as sad toys without a proper fixing”.