The Falling Leaf (Part II)
he's counting his steps. regardless of pathway that he took, he refused to go home. he decided to spent the whole of the blues morning to have a walk to the nearest spot where he could create a different circumstance compared with the one that was dull, unpleasant, dumb, ignorance before.
but he couldn't tie his feet from walking. it's endless. perhaps he didn't even think of the place that he really wanted to go. he would probably had been thinking of the stranger. he's a man with an age ranged around 80's. his hair is almost white. wrinkles spread equivalently on his face & palms. the rest were covered by his plain blue long-sleeve and a perfect-made of brown cotton slack. plus his black shoe.
amazingly, his feature didn't show the dullness, unpleasantness, dumbness, ignorance during his lifetime.
"I envy you..."
who could probably say this three-lettered sentence? good guess, the low self-esteem skinny teen. such a shame, isn't it?
the old man moved towards him. he smiled.
"nice shirt..." said the old man.
"well thanks!" he replied.
he swung his head, looked onto his shirt and smiled. then he made his eyes to the front again. their eyes were met together. face-to-face.
"you just need a boost..." whispered the old man.
the teen startled.
to be continued...
"the power of thinking..."
lets have a great day people!