change man....change

he had been up there before..... more times than he wished he could remember.... for a person who not only is as slothful as a slug but also as emotionless as the parliament's speaker ...it was quite a climb..... way form ground to the heights where he would sit and contemplate things he'd never do..... dream of things he'll never have.... he'd stare out into the world with dim lights... the chaos of traffic..... the distant quarrels of things forgotten....things of almost no value..... and feel normal...that was his escape... that was where he felt one with the world...... but that was then...
things passed by....some people zoomed by..... but he remained in his place.... thats what he was good at... thats what he had grown used to.... thats what was the story then.... then
life is strange that way..... you look back sometimes to see where you were..... and all you can see is this trail o someone who resembled you.... that is if you choose to look back...

but now....now
he'd lean against the wind, pretend that he was weightless, and in that moment he was happy...happy.... he'd lay his head onto the floor, the sky resembled a backlit canopy ith holes punched in it...she counted UFOs and he'd signal them with his lighter and in this moment he was happy...happy
he looked to his left.....and he kept looking... the world sublimated.... the stars suddenly grew brighter..... the sounds drowned out.... and he cud see.... just see..... there was this aura bright and yellow..... he stared at it..... thinking how and when... he sat there engulfed in the light...the warmth.... too scared to move....too scared too lose it.....lose the light he'd been waiting for so long..... he felt like a deranged man following a single firefly amongst a million....he knew it would be tough.... but he kept his eye on the one that mattered....... hoping to clasp it ...and keep it for as long as he can....





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