It's been two months since I had an encounter with a man who looked just like him. That was the last time I saw him and never followed him again. I would have liked to find him because based on his uniform, it looks likes he's one of the employees of our company rival, but it was difficult because I didn't know his name. I don't know him.
He's like in my dream. Searching but no clue how to.
Actually, I don't have to blame that stranger on my dream because he didn't tell me to look for him. But since, curiosity kills the cat, I will do it and I'm still doing it even though I feel like I'm about to give up.
"Is that what you're reviewing for the meeting later?" Pola asked me when she put down my coffee on the table.
"Yes." I simply answered her without looking at her.
"Oh, I see. Running for a President is really different." She told me laughing and I could even hear her whistling.
What's with her?
