Unclassified

This is not a word from the dictionary of obscure sorrows. To save anyone looking it up (if needed) as I realise there is a danger of becoming irritating despite Luigi’s point that it inspires curiousity, it means a feeling that cannot be represented in thought or the unthinkable.

*/ One afternoon, Tone was aimlessly walking around the coast when he happened upon a strange looking, golden object that had washed up on the shore...

When you laugh it's of a life well lived There's joy there Unparalleled Each wrinkle another highway to a far off place Another time Another memory...