“Did you wear it? Did you dream? Miles asked the next day, as I gave his helmet back.
Now I’m feeling more confused now. I’m convinced that the damn thing is useless, it can’t protect your head, much less your brains. I’m glad for Miles though, the helmet is his only toy. He loves it and I’m going to respect that. Me, I don’t have any toys, I’m not attached to any material things at the moment. If an earthquake strikes, I wouldn’t run to get anything to save it and take it with me. I would just run with me and myself.