My friend Tsamchö

I’ve got this mate, Tsamchö, who’s a real character, you won’t believe it.

They’re a bit of an introvert, not one to grab attention, but they’ve got their quirks.

You see, Tsamchö’s got this knack for spotting trouble before it hits.

These days, they’re all about dreaming of a colder world, one that covers more of our planet. They’re out there on the snowy tundra, wrapped up in sheepskins, munching on sugary fruits.

In their daydreams, when Tsamchö faces off with some beast, they go all out – running, fighting, hunting, and feasting till they’re full.

But in reality, Tsamchö’s a patient soul when dealing with bullies. They might take a fall, the bully might feel down, and the crowd might make a sound. But the bully ends up making headlines, showing their foolishness.

You know Tsamchö’s secret? They reckon they’re already six feet under, even if their body hasn’t quite caught on. It’s like they’re the reincarnation, and the other one’s just hanging around.

Is this some sort of spooky tale? Maybe it’s about someone wrestling with their past, but the changes they’re going through are pretty darn big. In the end, it feels like they’ve got an invisible shield keeping them safe.

And when faced with the worst, Tsamchö spins tales of hell. From icy pits to mind-bending, reality-twisting nightmares of the hottest inferno.

I’m grateful to be pals with Tsamchö, luckily I’ve never heard those infernal stories myself.