Payton, 24, single, dreamer, fighter, lover, 90’s baby, 80’s fan, lost in time without a plan, star-gazer, lightsabres, admirer of the cosmos, religious, fanatic of literature, modernism, runner, sports, gymnasium, film addictive, box-set be-header, arty, smoker, French beret wearer, photographer of things that require photographing, weddings, discos, non-celebrity social media promotions and advertising,  tech-head, android, Apple, Apple music, Spotify supporter, all genres no dramas, screamo, death-metal, K-pop, Kid this, Lil’ that, Bigg Boy, dog, cat, animal lover, human activist, Twitter typist of trending tweets, #GameofThrones, #Trump, #gun control, graduate of a capitalist education system, downloader of debt, ‘Customer Service Assistant’, Walmart checkouts, work experience, tester of trying things, captain of my soul, adventurist, geek in disguise, ‘bro’, ‘dude’, fist pumper, skinny pants, Dr. Martens, tucked in polo, belt wearer, baggy jeans, prison, fashion thinker, fashion-trender, creative cartoonist, wannabee director, sacrificial script-writer, kudos, credit, awards, fame. Payton, 25, girlfriend, dreamer.

‘I know who I am and I know who I am not. I know what I want and I know what I got. Dreams blur the line. I can be anything or anyone. Anywhere and everywhere. In the morning not all of it is forgot’

Submission to the Eyelands Flash Fiction Contest – March 20th, 2018.