A World on Mute

A jumble of snapshot memories with no rhyme or reason. Hard to see what author wanted to achieve.

The story is a collection of somewhat related recollections thrown together seemingly at random. Disjointed is the word that comes to mind. This is one of those instances where I want the author to explain what he was trying to accomplish. Not sure I can figure it out on my own.

A loose collection of random thoughts starting with a family suffering from domestic abuse, a child starved for love and affection, and people he met or knew along the way.  It's also intermixed with descriptions of things he did or focused on to keep going, so if you're not discouraged by this description, then dig in.