In a room with work colleagues. A lady walks in asking for help.
A misunderstanding at first till the realisation she was blind.
Fed up she leaves, he follows to find her to help.
He sees her in the distance.
He climbs down large rocks to get down the path to follow her. A path filled with partying students.
He makes his way through them till he finds her, only to find she’s already been helped.
He waits to make sure she’s being helped and begins to make his way back.
He feels naked and he actually is completely naked.
He makes his way back to his office, in hope of finding someone to buy him clothes
He unlocks the door with his pass, upon entry, is an empty room under construction. Cement blocks all over.
He sees something rush across and he walks towards its source, only to fall on his face.
He hears steps closing in but he can not see.
He wakes up
He hopes to share every part of him with her and their family. His deep thoughts, his hopes, his love, his fears, his insecurities……
He hopes they share their innermost experiences with each other. Their thoughts, their hopes, their love, their fears , their insecurities…
He’s going to work towards this hope
A struggling business his fathers efforts are embedded in
A house he’s yet to own
An engagement ring gathering dust
A world he struggles to understand
A new job, 7 months of his life/skill wasted on
An uncle but he hardly sees his nephews/nieces
Sacrificing his family for his own family
Friends he’ll probably lose ones he’s moved
A mother he won’t be a able to be there for anymore
A cousin whose forgotten him
32 with no admirable achievements
Internal anger a problem he constantly battles
High expectations, a constant let down
No one listens
A closeness he yerns but seems so far away
A ticking emotional time bomb
A fear of lack of financial support for his family
Never exceptionally good, only good enough.
Too much time spent on games, his comfort zone.
choosing text/phone conversations over people right in front of you.
Between them was silence and text notifications. A treasured evening lost