Walkabout to Nowhere: Prologue

The Man had come here, to the other side of the world, to do a walkabout through his own head.  

It was a familiar place, pregnant with memories, a place that had made him happy and filled him with a buzzing energy, a place where he was his best self. 

But that was years ago. 

Now he felt, not sad, no. 
Well, yes, sad. 

Like the happiness had been stolen away and the energy dripped down the drain, never to be found.  

The Man was left hollow and empty, alone in his thoughts.