Hassanlogic

The Moment

It was a brisk March morning. The sun peaked through the thick clouds and cast its rays on the sidewalk. Eli tapped his headphones and ambled forward. It was a gorgeous day out. A perfect day to end it all. The subtle sounds of SZA coaxed his feet into a Rhythm. A twenty-something listening to Twenty-Something, ironic. Idle thoughts crossed his mind as he entered Gladstone park. Eli was not depressed. Friends would likely describe him as happy or full of energy. Eli was tired. Eli was disappointed, in himself and the world by extension.