It’s the end of winter. I’m
just wearing thin green sweater. I’m sure it works, even the wind so cold.
Actually, I don’t care if I get sick. I’m on holiday, so I should enjoy it. And
walking around the city will be a great refreshing.
*
Here I am. Standing at the
edge of sidewalk. Waiting for the traffic. I want to go across the street. All
of those memories suddenly attack me when I’m waiting. Memories about an
untouchable-executive women, about my mid-ancient European building school, my
fucking damn friend, my pizza for breakfast, my damn boring time in the
airport, and my lovely enemies.
The traffic turns green, the
pedestrian begins walk across the street, and all of the cars stop. I’m walking
with people besides me. The wind blows, very cold, I place my hand into my
pants pocket. And the wind suddenly makes me think about all of my memories.
I stop in the middle of the
street. I’m shock. I begin to think. Who are these people? What do they want? Do
they know me? Do I know them? Do they care about me? What do they think about
me? What if I fall in this street? Will they help me? Or will they give me a
“fucking hell” word? Or they just pass through right
on me? Who are these people?
All of
the thought makes me confused. The time stops. I’m just plunged in thought. Nothing’s
changed. Until the Big Ben clanks. Twelve o’clock. Then I can see the light. I
can answer my question. I can feel the warm wind come and banish the winter.
Sometimes, people around you
can be a demon. Stab your back, and rob your girlfriend. Even though, it is
your best friend. They can be so evil because they want something and they will
do the most they can do to get what they want. But sometimes, people can be an
angel. They can help you and cheer you up in unbelievable ways. Even though,
it’s your enemies. It can be happen because they heart are really pure, or
maybe they just get the enlightenment.
If I fall in this street
right now, maybe there will be a people who give me bad words. Because in their
thoughts said that there’s no immediate effect if they help me. But maybe there
will be a people give me a help. Because their heart is really pure and thoughts
that helping people is a must. So sometimes, ignoring these people is just the
right things to do. Because, who are they? They just people.
And I know now, springs will
come very soon.
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