boxfullofzeroes | hey there. do you know me?

He looks in a reflection, and he doesn't, he doesn't, he does.

Tobio. His name's Tobio.

He's home now, and the windows are broken. He's home now, and Robita is broken in the middle of the living room. He's home now, and the leaves blow in and settle in the dust. He's home now.

There are pictures of him in the attic, arranged in a circle around the room.

He's not always home. Sometimes he's far away. Sometimes he can see through someone else's eyes. A robot, a perfect son, not perfect enough for his dad. He hates him. He loves him. He's scared and he's angry, but he's sad more than anything. And he wants the robot to know. He's tried his best. It's up to him.

He's home now.