I want to capture the world and put it in my pocket for safe keeping.

"Starting with Australia, she slides the stamps
behind the filmy strip, the album breathing
promise in its fresh gluey feel, the world
being collected and unfolding as it fills up
shelf by shelf. As her five-year-old fingers
gingerly slip the countries into place, the questions
spill out, like the stamps from an old album
I opened yesterday, forgotten pressed flowers
of a time when the world arrived
in a philatelic queue, surviving
emblems from my stamp-mad phase."

Tommy Koh 

"The destination is fixed, the journey is blank, unquestioning and infinite."

-Sanchita Islam

 

Almost a childlike perspective.
What do I want to put across?
That as we get older and appear to become familiar with the world, the childlike wonderment of the world appears to diminish as we get into routines. It is no longer socially acceptable to run around with your coat on your head thinking you are superman or to sit in a cardboard box making an array of whizzing noises. When we make journeys, we no longer appreciate the fact that the front of a car looks like a face or that when we go through the Dartford tunnel we are going beneath the water and so therefore the car is actually a submarine. The good old days.