Watching red lights flash ominously, brushing shoulders with strangers on busy roads, hearing the loud and obnoxious beep when his octopus makes contact with the machine, as it leeched away the life in his card, he wondered silently, what is the meaning of his life?
Wasn't it just the same routine over and over again, as if it were just a rewind machine that some unknown being was controlling, watching emotionlessly as people lost their loved ones, then hit the rewind button again.
Breakfast, work, toilet breaks, lunch, work, dinner - it was just that. Maybe the occasional joke that stuck in his mind, or memories made with his coworkers and neighbours, greeting the guard at the entrance of his apartment building.
Was it all pointless …show more content…
The gift that his parents bought for him jointly is the most cliche and typical gift he could receive. Yet he still loved it, because it was a gift that he knew his parents spent hours choosing. It wasn't a particularly expensive or a watch with a famous brand name, but the fact that it was from his parents was already enough.
In fact, one of his most unforgettable gifts was probably the one that he threw a tantrum on - a remote control toy car that was all the heat at his age.
That was his tenth birthday, and all of his classmates had shown their cars off at school. He knew his family wasn't particularly well off, but still, with the sight of bragging and showing off to the girls in sight, he dragged his parents to the toy shop and started begging them. When he found that his qualms were, indeed, ignored, he had crouched down and started crying and yelling about how his parents didn't care about him or love …show more content…
He wrapped his light denim jacket closer around himself and stepped back into the inviting warmth of his apartment and closed the partition behind him.
Kicking off his slippers, he put his cup back down in his sink and walked into his study, knowing that it's probably time to start working on his presentation due tomorrow.
And with that thought, he slowly sank back into the dark part of his mind. It only seemed yesterday when he was and carefree, and the only problem in his life is whether his shirt tomorrow would match his shoes.
He vaguely remembers the school days when he would run down the corridors with his friends, wearing caps backwards trying to be cool, and also playing pranks on his classmates because it was 'cool'.
He also remembers hanging out with his friends during holidays, visiting anime exhibitions and playing video games together, and also serious conversations at 3 am about their futures.
Shaking his head, he closed the lid of his computer, realising that he could never get anything done with the turmoil in his
Wasn't it just the same routine over and over again, as if it were just a rewind machine that some unknown being was controlling, watching emotionlessly as people lost their loved ones, then hit the rewind button again.
Breakfast, work, toilet breaks, lunch, work, dinner - it was just that. Maybe the occasional joke that stuck in his mind, or memories made with his coworkers and neighbours, greeting the guard at the entrance of his apartment building.
Was it all pointless …show more content…
The gift that his parents bought for him jointly is the most cliche and typical gift he could receive. Yet he still loved it, because it was a gift that he knew his parents spent hours choosing. It wasn't a particularly expensive or a watch with a famous brand name, but the fact that it was from his parents was already enough.
In fact, one of his most unforgettable gifts was probably the one that he threw a tantrum on - a remote control toy car that was all the heat at his age.
That was his tenth birthday, and all of his classmates had shown their cars off at school. He knew his family wasn't particularly well off, but still, with the sight of bragging and showing off to the girls in sight, he dragged his parents to the toy shop and started begging them. When he found that his qualms were, indeed, ignored, he had crouched down and started crying and yelling about how his parents didn't care about him or love …show more content…
He wrapped his light denim jacket closer around himself and stepped back into the inviting warmth of his apartment and closed the partition behind him.
Kicking off his slippers, he put his cup back down in his sink and walked into his study, knowing that it's probably time to start working on his presentation due tomorrow.
And with that thought, he slowly sank back into the dark part of his mind. It only seemed yesterday when he was and carefree, and the only problem in his life is whether his shirt tomorrow would match his shoes.
He vaguely remembers the school days when he would run down the corridors with his friends, wearing caps backwards trying to be cool, and also playing pranks on his classmates because it was 'cool'.
He also remembers hanging out with his friends during holidays, visiting anime exhibitions and playing video games together, and also serious conversations at 3 am about their futures.
Shaking his head, he closed the lid of his computer, realising that he could never get anything done with the turmoil in his