The Imaginarium

Salt and Sunshine.

Our voices go unheard beneath our own whispers. The

world Precious. In a joke that my father told me…

Sherlock and Watson go camping. They set up tent, ok.

Sherlock and Watson, these two, go to bed and later in the

evening they wake up and Sherlock here wakes up and says

to Watson, Watson look up and tell me what you see. And Watson

says to Sherlock here… I see millions of stars Sherlock where certainly

there must be life somewhere out there. Is that what you wanted me to

respond Sherlock?

No. Who stole our tent?