I stare out the window. Living on the 25th floor of a residential building, I could see the lights from various infrastructures and vehicles. I can see the beauty of the city that is rarely seen, mainly because of its quite-bad reputation.
And I’m thinking really hard right now.
I open the window and look down.
One act of leaning forward, not holding on to anything, and letting go,
And I could end it all.
I could be at peace with myself and my demons for once.
I could be free.
I don’t know why I’m thinking of these things.
I mean, the answer to my dilemma should be easy.
And it’s right in front of me.