It’s a bright afternoon today.
Nice weather with a gentle breeze.
A good day to stroll around.
But it’s already at 5 o’clock.
I stand by 15 minutes ago in this place.
I’m counting while scratching my back.
1… 2… 3… 4…
The door creaked open.
Oh, there you are!
I’m watching you closing your window from the outside. That wooden window which always makes a loud screeching noise when closed.
And after that, with wary eyes, you watch over your surroundings before go back inside.
I understand. There’s always a demon lurking from every dark corner. I agree, we have to stay alert anytime. Because I did that too.
Sometimes you would see me, stop for a while to exchange a stare or waving your hand while smiling before going back inside.
Or sometimes it’s me that takes too long strolling around the neighborhood so I missed the chance to see you.
What kind of person are you?
What kind of life do you live?
Sometimes I wonder.
See? You wave your hand at me. I stare back at you.
Hm? You tiptoeing right to where I sit. You don’t have to, actually, because I won’t go anywhere.
I can see you clearly now.
You still smile and closing your eyes as slowly as possible.
It doesn’t take too long for me to do the same.
You wave your hand, still smiling and head back inside.
Human is sure fascinating to be observed.
See you tomorrow, human!
Nice weather with a gentle breeze.
A good day to stroll around.
But it’s already at 5 o’clock.
I stand by 15 minutes ago in this place.
I’m counting while scratching my back.
1… 2… 3… 4…
The door creaked open.
Oh, there you are!
I’m watching you closing your window from the outside. That wooden window which always makes a loud screeching noise when closed.
And after that, with wary eyes, you watch over your surroundings before go back inside.
I understand. There’s always a demon lurking from every dark corner. I agree, we have to stay alert anytime. Because I did that too.
Sometimes you would see me, stop for a while to exchange a stare or waving your hand while smiling before going back inside.
Or sometimes it’s me that takes too long strolling around the neighborhood so I missed the chance to see you.
What kind of person are you?
What kind of life do you live?
Sometimes I wonder.
See? You wave your hand at me. I stare back at you.
Hm? You tiptoeing right to where I sit. You don’t have to, actually, because I won’t go anywhere.
I can see you clearly now.
You still smile and closing your eyes as slowly as possible.
It doesn’t take too long for me to do the same.
You wave your hand, still smiling and head back inside.
Human is sure fascinating to be observed.
See you tomorrow, human!
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