Saturday, January 24, 2009


He stared into the crowd, into their blank monotonous faces. He recognised none of them. He couldn't even remember why he had come. A celebration? He couldn't recall. He no longer cared. There were other things he needed to attend to; important things to arrange and destinations that needed careful planning. 

He packed his tools into the sack and swung the bag over his shoulder. If felt heavy but only for a brief moment. It then settled upon his shoulder and he carried it like he always had; carefree and unhindered by the journey they had chosen. He would get by without them, he thought to himself. He didn't need them. They were an untimely distraction that would eventually dwindle to free him to that which he needed to do to survive and be happy. 

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