[OC POV]:
Sometimes, we get restless. Sometimes we want rest.
People are fickle creatures... we crave what we don't have, to satiate an unending hunger, moving towards an unknowable ultimate goal that we call "true happiness."
As one such person, I found myself in both states.
It was a quiet afternoon, and my limbs were twitchy. My eyes stung as though having seen Caseoh nude. A typical day of work as a desk jockey, sitting in front of a computer screen for 8 hours- coding, debugging, contemplating, distracting, studying, conversing, working, day-dreaming, eating, then leaving.
A routine that has become second-nature; my body moved on its own. It wasn't until I almost hit the car in front of me on the way home, I snapped out of my trance.
"I'm awake!" I remarked.
I drove the remaining distance to my apartment, parked, then entered and collapsed on the couch.
...
Tired, yet restless.
...
My limbs were still twitching, eager for exercise, so I obliged them.
After perusing youtube (with Adblock because I'm not a neanderthal) and cable, I deduced there was nothing worth watching at the time, so I grabbed my denim jacket, headphones, and cargo shorts and went for a stroll.
A few minutes into my excursion, I found myself at the heart of a pine forest, a local state park that was peaceful and quiet this time of year.
After a few rounds of shadow-boxing, cartwheels, and having a staring contest with the one other visitor at the park, I decided I was too tired to head back. Against my better judgment, I decided to lie down under a pine tree take a nap for a few hours. I would head back after I woke up, before it got too dark outside.
Little did I know...
It was the last decision I'd make in this world.