An all too "normal" day with wind dancing around you and birds flying around. Waiting on a bench outside with a laptop in front of me, words that can be read all over the place are being typed here. In some way, the trees look tired, very tired. But they are still waving at me, trying to brighten up the place.
Bustling crowds turn into very small groups, and gradually people start to leave. The atmosphere, which should feel calm, is just really empty for me. The sun is showing its teeth and doing its bit to brighten up the place. But it all just seems dull.
This is one of the moments, from my perspective, before everything turned into nothing. It would take just a few more minutes, before I'd see part of the change. Not the after, but the before and the moment of going to after. Of course, I couldn't have known, but somehow I did. It was just going to end. Just like that in five... four.... three...
Goodbye world.
Two...
Goodbye everyone.
One...
This is it, this is the end and with it comes the “boom”.
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