ATTN: Friends on Tumblr- His name is Booker, what’s his story? Reblog with his tale.
Booker is alone in the world since San Diego. He doesn’t remember what happened, but he knows he can never go back to his old life, his old friends - they aren’t there anymore. He remembers some things - the sun, the children who were always so happy to see him. The rest of it though, is a mystery to him. Why did he have to leave? Why can’t he go back? He thinks it has something to do with a fire. Sometimes, when the swaying of the empty train cars he rides in at night lull him to sleep, he dreams about smoke, heat and fear.
He drinks too now, but not to forget. In the feverish sleep that the booze brings he dreams of before, reliving old memories, that fade again with the fuzzy consciousness of a hangover. This how he spends his days, riding the rails, trying to drink the memories back into his head.
Always, when he stumbles out of the train yard and into a new town, he hopes that this will be the place where he finds redemption, and his place in the world, but it never is, and so it goes on. Booker is alone in the world.
