Walk Together

I realize one of the reasons Mei agrees with the plan is because I don't have a car, disappointingly speaking. That is only disappointing to me. I can feel Mei is rejoice of the fact. If she's left in a closed space alone and for longer than a minute, she'll freak out. And will bang her head on the wall to death. I reckon.

So using our legs is more than fine for her. And again, for her at least. I hate walking. I hope I can cut my foot off and sit on a wheelchair. But that would be painful and I hate pain so I let go of the plan long ago.

The morning is somewhere green-cyan. Wearing this jacker proves useful againts the breezes.

I let Mei leads the way.

And our walk to school begins as that.

I keep my distance at least a meter from her so she won't be trembling like a lost puppy and gives other people the wrong impression of me. It's cute but unhealthy. And boring now. At this hour, there aren't that many people. Or maybe in this place. Or maybe in this world.