The branches of the naked trees in autumn have always looked quite peculiar to me. I never noticed my surroundings that often and never paid attention to the things around me. But when I first took flight from my imagination and gazed at the things around me, the first I noticed were the trees. The naked ones that have been stripped of all their leaves due to autumn.
When my eyes landed up upon them I noticed how the thicker branches divided further into thinner and smaller units of themselves. Thin, small and sharp. Like the bones of a fish. Those things were also quite tiny and wirelike, and they always found themselves in my mouth everytime I tried to enjoy the meat. It irritated me and they became the very reason I could never enjoy fish with my family during Saturdays.