What is the point of life !
Love,wealth,success or come on that fragile moment when your mind finds happiness... Congratulations, you are not without hope in the end, but for those living in poverty, the goal becomes to escape from this poverty, and for the sick, their goal becomes to try to escape from their health suffering ... Yes, it seems that the goal of life for most of us boils down to looking for something or running away from something else. This research or escape is what gives life its value.
And but, what is my goal I am ! Well that's a complicated question I answered. Even I don't know if I'm seeking to find or escape something specific! I know that this is strange, but since my childhood I have been more like a plant that grows with the direction of light without knowing its source, enter into dark tunnels that I do not know its end, just I continue to walk hoping that at the end of it I will find what is worth the journey.
The ringing of my alarm broke into my thoughts to wake me up. I opened my eyes with difficulty and looked at the white ceiling that seemed devoid of any expression. The clock was referring to six in the morning
I extended my hand to turn off the sound, but the inner noise in my head didn't stop. Everything sounds familiar, the button of my blue shirt is missing and the meow of that usual gray cat walks with its monotonous steps on the edge of the street, passing in front of the doorstep at the same timing every day, as if it were an endless duplicate charade. This frequent routine I used to.but today was different... Today I lost my job.
I woke up, sat on the edge of the bed, and wondered how I would spend this day. Will I sit at home and think about what happened Or will I go out to look for a new beginning
In the kitchen, the coffee machine was waiting impatiently. I filled the first cup, and sat on the cold table, thinking of the moment I was told that I no longer needed to go back to the office. Maybe I should have felt sad, angry, or maybe scared. But I only felt empty, as if something was pulled out of me without me noticing.
I looked through the window to the street that was slowly starting to wake up. People were walking to their business, as if nothing had changed. No one knew that I was now without a job, without a plan, aimlessly. Everyone is busy with his life, and I am now just a viewer, watching from afar.
I thought about every previous morning, in those moments when I was tired but I was forced to get up. Now, I have nothing to force me. Is this free or fall Am I about to discover something new about myself, or am I on a path to escape from a reality that haunts me
While I was thinking about all this, I took a sip of coffee that became cold and decided to go out. Perhaps there is something outside, in this moving world, that can give me an answer. And maybe today, after I lost my job, I will find the real goal I am looking for.
While I was wearing my coat, I glimpsed my disdainful form in the mirror. The image of my pale face, and black eyes filled with tiredness and exhaustion. Untidy brown hair, some rebellious wisps fall on my forehead. I looked at the delicate wrinkles that started to appear around my eyes, like a reminder of long nights and exhausting days.
"Where am I going ! The first thing that came to mind after I closed the door behind me.
Getting out of the house is considered an achievement for someone who only goes out to go to work or necessities, but really! Seriously what am I going to do, I don't have friends, hobbies or even places I'm literally without due memories..for a moment I've never thought about this, this is scary and embarrassing.
Hey! There is Philip my friend.. Well I think he is my friend, he is as long as he borrows money from me. I will visit him at his house to retrieve some of my religion.
As I walked down the busy street, I practice my speech to Philip. As I learned over time, he is a dodgy person and he will deceive me with his phrases until he postpones the payment of his debt. I suddenly felt a tingling sensation in my forehead, as if someone knocked on the door of my thoughts. I decided I needed a coffee, so I walked into a small cafe on the corner. As I was in the queue, I heard a strange sound that looked like the sound of messages coming from my phone, but when I looked at it, the screen was free of any notification.
Then, without warning, a transparent luminous screen popped out in front of me, like the one that appears in RPG games. She was shining in a soft blue, displaying a text with a clear line:
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**UPGRADE SUCCESSFULLY!**
**WORLD TYPE: A-142.**
**Welcome to Blue Track.**
**Task Level: 0.**
**Your first task: Find the doorman.**
**YOUR GOALS: BACK TO HEAD OFFICE/50POINTS/OTHER AWARDS**
**Do you accept the challenge **
[Accept] [Decline] [Back to Home]
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I stopped startled, and said loudly, "Is this real Or should I retire coffee?"
I looked around, to make sure others see her, I noticed that people naturally follow their lives. On my right there was a man reading a newspaper, and on my left a mother trying to calm her little baby. The screen was still hanging in the air in front of me, waiting for my decision.
"This can't be real!" I said out loud. I saluted waving my hand in the air as if trying to kick the screen away. The old lady standing behind me in line looked at me with wonder, and said, "Do you need help "
I gave a nervous smile, and said, "No, I'm just dealing with a strange fantasy screen appearing in the air in front of me, nothing to worry about."
She raised an eyebrow and looked at me as someone who wanted to say:
"Did you get out of the madmen hospital recently "
I walked out of the cafe quickly, like I was running away from an alien. I headed towards the bus stop and got on the bus. I sat by the window, trying to ignore the screen that was still following me as an unwelcome shadow
Where will I go To a computer repairman, the police or the psychiatrist. No I will first go to Philip. I should not rush to expose this to the public.
"Come on, move on, bus!" I said angrily, seeing the screen flashing in front of me. She tried to pretend she wasn't there. Then came the idea that I press the rejection button. I extended my hand to touch it and but couldn't. It was like air,no but rather the easter was air.
I got this angry so I started waving as someone fired an annoying fly. As the bus slowly walked in the midst of the traffic jam, I looked around to make sure someone other than me didn't see me. A man sitting next to me started looking at me with wonder after being noticed by Aluh and talking to the air. I tried to look normal, saying in a low voice: "Uh, it's just a new technology that appeared a little while ago."
For some reason he got up from my side and he muttered worriedly!
I pondered the screen again, and said sarcastically: "Where is the 'Unsubscribe' button when you need it "