It was all about symbols.
When you went to his house everything was some sort of symbol. The paper bird in the cage a symbol of his attitude to pets. He’d say: “It’s the best bird I ever had. Never needs feeding, doesn’t shit in the cage, and its represents so many possibilities.”
He’d say: “Depending on the angle you view it you can see it could be about to take off, land, sing, the possibilities are endless and I like to think of them all.”
That’s where his reality ended sadly. It was like talking to a vacuum, there was endless possibility but no reality.
You could never draw him into any discussion about his real world. I think he found himself much like his paper bird. Stuck in a limbo from which he couldn’t extract himself and so it was ok to stay that way, after all he didn’t need to think beyond the possibility, did he?
Written for: https://tobreatheistowrite.com/2016/07/19/its-tuesday-another-challenge-day/
Morpethroad 
Very good, Michael! Nicely done. It’s sad though that your person didn’t think past the possibilities. That’s what dreams and possibilities are about….looking past and grabbing hold.
Yes indeed….
Interesting piece. This guy lacks anything authentic or real about him; and lacking that, he lacks everything. Nothing concrete. Well done Michael 🙂
Thank you Mandi a little like the paper bird…have a great day…
You as well 🌻
Wow – you totally rocked this Michael!
You’ve created something sad and yet magical and also quite interesting from many perspectives, especially a psychological one – and you’ve done it with such a simple means and way – and yet honestly, this tale could be used as an “instructional” teaching tool or “self-help” whatever.
Awesome.
Thanks Pat, your comment is as always very kind.