“hei…, what are you doing”
she asked the girl
said the girl
“what are you weighing?”
“ow…. so how is it”
“it’s heavy….this emptiness…is so so heavy”
she remembered a similar conversation she once had
with another weary discontented being
“……so fucking lonely.
everything is meaningless.”
she hesitated before asked “how come?
thought you just said you’ve reached your dream.
a bright star. ..got friends, career, everything”
“dunno…but here i am. incredibly lonely”
couldn’t offer any solution though.
she might know an answer,
but the answer was for her, might not fit him.
if you have a slightest clue,
how could emptiness exist.
how could there be loneliness
how could it feel like nothing,
when one have everything,
please let them know.
I denied myself nothing my eyes desired;
I refused my heart no pleasure.
My heart took delight in all my work,
and this was the reward for all my labor.
Yet when I surveyed all that my hands had done
and what I had toiled to achieve,
everything was meaningless, a chasing after the wind;
nothing was gained under the sun.
[King Solomon in Ecclesiastes]