Akira
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Looking outside the floor to ceiling glass window has me wondering about our priorities. No matter whichever direction I see, there is people rushing, pushing past each other to reach wherever they are supposed to be.
What is it that everyone seeks?
Money?
Peace?
Happiness?
Even if they successfully achieve it, when do they even get time to enjoy it?
Still I hope they make it though.
Life seems too short but turns too long real quick if one has to live with regret.
Regret.
I too need to do something that I hope I won’t regret later. My nerves are deserting me, I’m probably hanging on the last ones.
“Solved the world problems yet?”
I ignore him.
I’m still angry at him but being near him is also kind of like having a living reminder of what I have decided to do
