He stood in the middle of the road, watching the cars surround him. Noticing the lights that blinked at him, the horns that made sounds for him to move. The fingers in the air telling him that people were unsatisfied with his life choices, and the choices that had led him to stand there in the middle of the road, disturbing them and the traffic.

He smiled, looking at the trees that was swaying in the wind. A little gust of wind was all it took to change the stern and steady trees and make them dance.

He looked at the leaves, taking a stroll on the sidewalks, just helped by the wind once again. The sounds surrounding him didn’t matter. The lights, the people, the world. Nothing mattered to him.

“Excuse me, but are you okay?” A boyish voice asked beside him, disturbing his inner peace. The man didn’t feel the need to turn his head, nor to answer the voice. He simply continued to admire the trees and what they represented to him.

“I’m sorry, sir. But I’m gonna get you out of here” The voice continued, taking the man by the arm. The man didn’t resist. He only thought that this must be like how the trees feel. Getting taken in a direction he had no choice but to obey.

“Uhm… Are you okay?” The voice asked once again after they had reached the sidewalk. The man remained silent. The source of the voice made way for the two of them to be able to sit down, and there they were.

On the sidewalk, two strangers was sitting down in silence.

The man and the voice.

After some more silence the voice once again inquired about if the man was okay, but the man was busy looking at leaves. He was busy at looking for the proof of wind. Finding proof of things existing, even though he could no longer see them. If he had ever been able to see them in the first place…

“I’m sorry sir, I have to get going… Will you be okay by yourself?” The voice tried one last time before he left. The man sat still. A gust of wind had moved him to this place, and as such, he couldn’t leave. Like a tree, he just swayed in the winds, staying put where put found him.

The man continued to sit in silence, now by himself. He didn’t notice the people walking past him. He didn’t pay attention to the cars that had been a bit more in his focus earlier. He didn’t look around. He was frozen in his own space of solitude, solely focusing on the things he couldn’t see.