9 031. Flowers

‘Are you going to wear a flower on poppy day’ the boy asked me with wide eyes, appearently very interested in what my answer would be. I smiled and breezed ‘Maybe’. I had only just found out what these flowers represented. Taking the London tube they were hard to avoid, even for a cloud drifter like me, that easily could avoid a many number of things if the environment got too crowded. I had to eject in order to survive moving about in bigger cities. I simply had no choice. If I was to connect and read all the bodies and things passing me by, I would eventually implode.