Story IThe boy sits on his chair, as The Reign of Kindo plays in the background. How did he go from listening to nonsensical radio pop, promoting 987fm to listening to indie music, which practically 1% of the friends he knows listen to. How did he even started sourcing out for obscure music, and learning to appreciate the nuances and uniqueness of the sounds? How did he graduate to the point where popular music is beyond his comprehension, where the more obscure a music is, the more he will find it fascinating and equally mysterious and intriguing?He sits up in his chair. Trying not to slouch as his eyes slowly droops over each other in drowsiness. He shouldn't slouch. He knows it, but sometimes he thought he looks weird if he sticks his chest out and stand tall like the rest of the confident people he know. Sometimes, he likes to play pretend. He pretends that everyone is happy. He sees the child smiling with the mother, and he smiles. He see young kids running and he smiles. He sees couples nuzzling each other, and he smiles. He aches abit, but he still smiles. He doesn't really see the point of being sad in this world, when there are so many things to be happy and excited about. There is his new found group of friends, people who were with him when he was most down. He never understood how he could have missed them out from his life, and wondered how it would have been if he didn't have them. Especially a few of them, he is not just appreciative of their presence and their advice, but also their laughter and craziness. They made his life a whole lot better. There is his job. Even though he might hate doing it, but the company at work is nice. The people there are awesome, and they teach and help him all the way always, even when he was at his lowest. They understood the human conditions, and it made him smile just thinking about it. Lastly, there is Life, pure unadulterated life, full of possibilites and permutations just waiting for him to unravel. Sometimes, you just have to take a step back and learn to love life. Which he is learning. As Reign of Kindo sings the chorus of their song, "Nice to meet you", he thinks about the lyrics. And to all those that he has met. It was, and still is, nice to meet you. All of you. Justin ranted at 11:16:00 pm on the |