somewhatand this is my perspective.

i also realise.
that i still must wait for the night to come.
before our story can begin.
just finished with a brief conversation.
apparently they are always this short.
maybe it's because of the short road.
and therefore i have exhausted my writing capability.
for now.
maybe i'll return tomorrow with another thousand.
but replacing the words 'breakfast', 'lunch', and 'dinner' with 'hunger strike'.
that will be mine.
that will be all.
still a little bit naive, still a little bit pampered.
i'll learn after i fall.