Why?

People were walking, zipping past me in a blurring speed. I was cupped in my thoughts, head sank low into my breast, casually skimming the vicinity of people.

My vision was promiscuous, picking up minutiae from the rushing crowd. Rumination of the trivial yet abstruse questions started to fill my vacuous thoughts.

Why do we rush? Why are we always on our phones? Why wear earphones all the time? Why do we always have places to go? Why can’t we just be still for a moment? What if the world meets its end, how would we be? Why…

Enhancement, advancement of the human race.

It can’t be… It shouldn’t be like this…