He who was …ummm…AWESOME


He starts with a coffee a day , then builds it up to a double digit count , just so that he could indulge in a vice that isn’t a vice.

Then he would  start a Story, so trite that they would build up into a parallel stories , by the end of the day all he had left were the impromptu endings.

Yesterday he wanted to travel to Siberia, today he bought a ticket to mars, But all he does right now is build up plans to jump of the ground.

First there was Summer, then there was June but April was who he truly loved.

He found hidden treasures and bartered them for memories , then cried himself to sleep for dreams were his reality.

He had no job, he had no fame and he had no happiness.

He smiled when you did and was in a brotherhood of the ignored or was it ignorant ?

He died ,loving himself to the point of distraction and that was that.

It is what it is, escapism you may say but this is THE END


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