The sun is slowly setting at the east. The bluish sky is almost covered with the red-orange color of the sun’s lightning. Its rays touched the tall buildings as if it’s looking down at them.
The more I look at the slowly turning orange sky, I realized that whatever beauty a day had, it will always come to an end. The amazing ay will turn into a dark night. No light or no things that can change that. Everyone and everything will change— that is the basic rule of life. A cycle that exhaust me for real.
“Hey, are you alright?” Jazon, who is currently driving asked me. You have been quiet since we left.”
We are now on our way home. Home. I almost laugh at that thought. Who would have thought that that simple word will make me cringe? It became unfamiliar and estrange the more I spend time w
