Middle Of Somewhere

Few more steps forward. She is still walking. But, cannot really feel a thing. It does not feel like walking. She cannot recognize her surroundings or where she is. All she knows is that she is in the middle of somewhere.

She finally stopped! Looked around. It is like there is a path ahead. The place is surrounded by a lot of trees. Very long trees, with little leaves to cover the branches. She feels like the life is slowly being stripped away from them. The sky is bright. Everything around the place is clear. But, still there is nothing apart from those trees. Feels familiar to her? Maybe. She can't really tell. But, it definitely does not feel like somewhere new. She has been there before. She looked down. The ground is brownish and dusty. Something tells her that this place has never seen water before. Maybe, there was a source of water and probably, the trees are dying because of the lack of it right now.

A flower behind her. It looks nourished, new and maybe recently fallen there. Did she bring it with her here? Was it her that threw it away? If it was, then why did she throw it? Could it be because, it does not belong to this emptiness? She asked a lot of questions.

The place looked familiar somehow now. She still does not have an answer to those questions. She realizes something. This is exactly, where she is at! She is living in that path all along. But, mentally! Her life is headed to the unknown. The more lessons life teaches her, the more feelings she loses to things around her. The trees are the people. They are growing old as she walks. She stopped. But, life continues. She left the last flower behind. Which was, the last of her wishes, dreams and what she once wanted to be. She found herself adapting and becoming part of this whole image.

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