The Liberation (Grand Plan Series) – 'The Road' (ORIGINAL STORY AND PHOTOGRAPHS) Part #11

velimir (78)in #writing • 7 years ago (edited)

‘Oh, you just threw a tissue,’ notices Pit.
‘So?’
‘What about your care for the environment?”
‘A tissue decays quickly. Paper is natural resource and pollutes nothing.’
‘And when I was littering before, then it was a problem…’
‘You were throwing whatever, regardless.’
‘Litter is litter, no?’
‘Look at the clouds, there behind the village. Just like a school of dolphins!’

Usually he says nothing when I change subject. A sort of a personal trait.

We often walk in silence, as if each of us is traveling alone. Hours spent in quietude pass accompanied by the sense of pleasant numbness of the mind. Solitude without conversations is a very important part of the journey. It often delivers beautiful thoughts.
However, today I perceive my solitude through the realization of the arrival of the moment when we will be no more, and everything a person has begun needs to be completed by then.
To become aware of the end of the given time means to accept the responsibility which then becomes a constant. Responsibility makes us choose a path which we thread for ourselves, consciously or unconsciously. Each of us goes through his own and they are all different, but every single one of them has its end.
Then, to litter or not, becomes quite irrelevant.