The unknown:

[billy]

There’s a bruise on my side.
I have no idea how it got there;
a small lump is forming in the centre of it
I’m scared.

[Leanne]

Have you been in contact with Sigourney Weaver lately? :p

Neat little vignette, Billy. Mysterious bruises are a good stimulus for introspection -- "what the hell did I bump into" soon turns into "how the hell did I get here and where am I going".

[Ris Yerg]

Fantastic piece, my friend!
Thanks for reading!
R.Y.

PS. "I know it well!", Ha-ha! R.

[billy]

thanks guys.

Leanne; the older you get the more it happens and the more mysterious how it happened it becomes.