THOUGHTS ON A JEEP
I thought long and hard aboard a roaring jeep whilst looking at the vast expanse and seeing pollution mist obscurity, seeing buildings rising gloriously tall and chrome.
How would it feel to end it all in a mad freefall? Would I savor the breeze that rushes I along with me as I get pulled by gravity? Would my eyes open widely, a last scan of the world above me whilst my life twinkles away from me?
Or would I nonchalantly remain sleeping, letting death’s magnet attract me?