I didn’t know what happened but I just came into existence. I cannot remember what happened yesterday, but my history seems to start today. I feel strange and I think I look strange. Well, I have got nothing to compare myself with but I am happy to be here. I feel alone but sometimes I get the feeling that I am not alone. I am still trying to figure out my environment and everything around me. I can feel things and sense some strange liquid stuff. I don’t really do much with my time apart from sit here and wonder if this is real. I cannot see but I guess it doesn’t make sense if you are alone.  I feel something inside of me move from time to time. I keep hearing this thumping sound. The sound seems to be regular and I guess it is part of who I am. I think I like myself because I am the only one and every day I tend to look different. I feel like a project in progress. Everyday something different happens to me. I hear more, feel more and sense more. I wonder if I am alone in this liquid universe.

Today I no longer exist…

Womb: Diary of a Newborn