Just like a robot that is programmed beforehand.
Even if my mind is too occupied with various thoughts while walking, I ll still reach my destinations without fail, and unknowingly.
Sometimes when I ve reached my destinations, I even wonder how did i get there.
What did I pass by along the way?
How did I know where I was heading when I was busy thinking of other matters?
At times I will look out of the window when in the bus or look up while walking.
The sky, the ever changing sky.
It s always there and using all means to remind us of its presence, with weathers as its language.
Sunny, windy, rainy, cloudy, stormy, snowy ... ...
I miss how simple things used to be.
I miss how everyone weren t so skeptical about each other.
I miss how people were happily flying their kites with no worries or troubles.
And now here I am, part of reality.
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