EPILOGUE
After
THE streetlight flashed from green to yellow, signaling that cars needed to halt now once the red light flickered. He looked at his wrist watch and figured he still had some time to spare so he did not hurry himself. He was still a few steps away from the pedestrian lane and he knew that hurrying would still not make him beat the light to cross the street. Plus, it wasn’t always that he got to walk and wander around alone, so he wanted to take this moment to slow things down and move on his own accord—free, unrestricted, uncalculated. He smirked to himself seeing how people were scurrying around him. It was the morning rush hour and everyone was pretty occupied with their daily routine, not minding how nice the weather was or how beautiful the figures the clouds made. Ever
