I know. My socks have to cover at least until the owl's neck :)

His slightly burnt fingers drummed on his chin as he thought, his yellow tinted fingernails brushing against the soft, ruby skin of his lower lip. His lips pulled back to reveal a row of his once pearly whites when he had formed a solution in his head. He throws back his head as he laughs at a joke, my own smile that shared the very same thought hide a slight grimace as a stench floated over to my side by his little gasps of laughter.

I do not know him anymore. Where has he gone?

I do not know myself anymore. What have I done?

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'I don't know' is a very convenient phrase. It can be used to lie to oneself or the other. It can be used to depict one's helplessness. Or it can be used to tell the truth which the other would doubt in the end. Me? Well. I really don't know. Doubt me :)