Light and Meaning
Lunar New Year - 280 words
Satoshi had always enjoyed spending an inordinate amount of time looking out the window.
He used to sit quietly and stare, cup of coffee nestled snugly between cold fingers; watching the people scuttle below – like ants.
He'd think of how small everyone – including him – was. How inconsequential in the world and so utterly, devastatingly, helpless.
…How meaningless life was, and how no one even noticed.
And sometimes, he'd wonder. Perhaps these people understand something he can't seem to grasp. Perhaps they were lucky enough not to be eluded by goal, by meaning.
…Perhaps, one day, he'd find out as well.
Then he'd squash those thoughts as violently as children step on ants.
There was no meaning. It was useless to pre-occupy oneself with non-existent hope.
On new years, he'd smile scornfully at the little dots watching the bursts of light come into existence; and scoff at the joy he just knew they emanated at the beautiful lights that come quick but die just as soon.
But now, he wasn't sitting on the high windowsill of his apartment; nor even out on the balcony. For the first time in his life; he was on the street, a sparkler lit in his long fingers, and watching Niwa Kosuke light the fountain fuse and run back to a safe distance.
Somehow, he now understood how those people could ooh and aah at the beauty of the display, at the colourful flashes of light that disappear from the sky but not from memory.
…But this was better. He wasn't just standing idly by as the government and big companies lit the sky with wonder – he was here, home, helping the light fill the dark.
The cheese kills XD I'm not actually satisfied with this, but… I hope you guys enjoy it anyway.
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