ENVIOUS GAZE IN THE CITY 2018-11-21 / ILLUSTRATED STORIES / city, envy, eye, snail / By CorchoGrendel How I envy you. I was not born with a home on my back. I am not free. Do you not see that I have to carry the burden that is my shell? It is not a home if you have to carry it. If you can take refuge in it, it is a home. No matter how heavy it’s weight.
