The braces monster.
The braces monster.
I walk home, together with Mum, side by side. It has always been a joy for me, to walk home on that path. It has become a routine by force, no doubt, to walk home everyday after school. And yet, it has been a routine that has been comforting to me, as if it's a closure to the day.
The sun, while setting, gives out its brightest for the day before it concedes to the onslaught of the darkness. The houses are bathed in the warm golden glow of the sun, and provides this bit of comfort and content to the onlookers. The sky, an impossible light blue, with wisps of clouds softly teasing the sky, as if taunting the sky to turn white too. Oh, the palette.
The music blasts through my ears, and this pause in between songs opens my ears to the world outside -- The laughter of children running of the path, the murmur of Mum talking something about buying bread, the panting of the runner whizzing past me, and the sounds of the nature. The music comes on again, and it's back to relying on my sense of sight.
The world at that point, seemed so perfect, so untouched. It's beauty is probably too much for anyone to comprehend.
And yet comes other days when you're given a reality check, and it's back to the ugly nature of Man. Oh, the balance.
P.S: I think I'm corny when I'm all philosophical and descriptive. Like Por Yee (:
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