Today, the morning seems so beautiful. Actually it is beautiful, it does not just seem. I look out through a window pane . A cool wind blowing out hits my face and finds its way to my lungs. Then I look at the sun. Sun is high. I stare high at the sun and soon started a sunburn on my eyeballs . That’s what happens when you try to hold a staring contest with your closest star. I thought a thought of thinking of catching all my flying thoughts and bringing it back to my desk. That is when I start having an absent mind. Literally a void one.
‘I’ starts thinking of ‘me’ now. So many characters come as a flashback to my cerebellum. Following to their faces comes their words they had uttered to me that day. Well, now I memorize that day, the day not that far but yesterday. Yesterday, after ‘me’ being seen by ‘them’ ,they said, ” today she seems so mad.” But I said, ” Actually I am mad, ‘I’ does not just seem.”