Cloudy day, sweating due to humid climate. Smoking his favorite brand of cigarette, sipping coffee. The World around him running, however his time have stopped.Feeling detached from the world. A mere thought struck his mind, “What is it that pushes human to keep running?”First rain of the season, re-living the memories of lost time. That smile on her face that made him content. Cuddling like there was nothing to worry about.
How wrong you can get about time. It has never been anyone’s slave, it will never will. The unpredictable nature of time has made our hero vulnerable to emotional black outs.
“What is happening to me?” He thought.
The burns on his lips, the cigarette falls from his hand. He walks.
Freak In The Planet 