A talk with myself
Willauer, John IV
Walking on the road where the street lamps are simultaneously dying. A man wearing a black jacket with white and grey stripes carrying a guitar case suddenly noticed that the road he is walking on is getting darker after each step.
“Huh? What happened with the lights” he said, stopped to observe the disappearance of light in the street lamps. “Did the government not pay the electric bill?” he questioned himself. “Better walk fast before every lamp turns off”.
He walked with speed and still observing the lamps going off. His forehead started to pucker, question himself. “Why do I feel like that the street lamps are going off after I pass by?” he asked himself. He continued to walk till he found a man sitting all alone in a spot where the street lamp is still on.
“What is he doing there, sitting all alone in that dark place?” he asked in his mind.
He noticed the man wearing a grey and dark blue hoodie and brown cargo pants. He was just going to pass by the guy but then he noticed that it is completely dark on the way he is taking and behind him as well. The man sitting behind him just took a glimpse of him. He thinks about it, whether he is going to walk in the dark or stay here on the spot where the light has not gone off yet.
“Hmm, crap! I’m trapped in here for a while, I’ll wait for the lights to come back” he said to himself.
He turned back and looked at the guy; it is just sitting there, staring at the ground. He really thought about whether he is going to walk really fast in the dark or is he going to stay here on the spot with light and a stranger. He does not want for his life to end there, just not yet.
“Well, I will just trust my gut not to walk into the darkness for now” he said to himself.
He walked near to the light and stood there for a while when he noticed the guy took a glimpse of him once again. He just ignored it and thought that maybe the guy is frightened of him as well. He looked at his watch every 5 minute and noticed that the lights is not on yet.
“Damn! When will they turn on again.” he said with a hint of irritation on his voice.
The guy in the hoodie looked at him.
“Dude, those lights are not going to go back. Its either you stay here or you walk on the dark street.” the guy said.
Feeling so irritated with what did the guy said he just took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. He then looks at the guy and tries to start a conversation.
“Oh, is that so? Then damn, I’ll be stuck in here for a little while I guess.” he said to the guy. “So, how long have you been waiting here?” he asked.