along my daily route to the office.. i pause and gaze…i get a strange sense of distance…things before me seems far away…it ’sjust recently that i began to notice those road-side greens…for some time, i did not feel well…the discomfort finally got me…i am forced to rest now…i am on my way to the hospital…my body is feverish but i feel chilled to the bone…i am walking yet i feel floating…suddenly, i notice my hand reaching out to a road-side grass…people give me plants but i often let them die…yet, i felt closeness to those wild grasses…probably, that is the sign of a lonely man…as i age, my body and mind will weakened… and that makes me sad…but there’s nothing i can do…i do have many worries in me…but that is life, which has taken me this far…when holding a coffee cup…i wish i could have beautiful hands…thought like this makes me feel peaceful…some don’t see miracles as a miracle…they just simply think of it as an ordinary event…i cannot get enlightened…i cannot become a god…the magma in my head is about to erupt…hot, muddy and slushy inspiring things, like future, dreams, or hopes…my head is burning like a volcano ready to utter a loud cry…i wish to express it…but i don’t know how…right now i don’t have any reason to feel sad…but i am feeling sad …i know i will forget the preciousness of time in everyday life…the air that i feel…the light that i see…i will soon forget them…but if i can recall them in the future…i will be grateful for the dear memory…
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