Moon Walk

The moon shines brightly tonight, framed by the quiet silhouettes of bare branches. Soft acoustic music hums through my headphones while taking the walk under the moon. My thoughts sink deep into the stillness.

In a hundred years, everyone alive today will be gone. Most lives end in the 60s, 70s, or 80s --unless something sudden intervenes. The body, this fragile house of nerves and organs, will grow old and frail. One day, it returns to dust.

So why spend this short life fighting over the one percent -- money? Life is meant to be experienced: the beauty of the mind, the tenderness of love, the silent wisdom of animals.

From this awareness, I intent to live differently from this point on -- no chasing, no forcing. Let the right thing come in their time. All I need to do is to live with the quiet richness of my heart and soul.