When You’re Not Here

The sun was bright outside the window, my body told me that the temperature was increasing. I could feel it through the glass and the overall pressure around me.

A weather forecaster... that's who I was becoming nowadays.

Having nothing to do after months of running around chasing the clock was sure difficult... and strange. I was fully aware of how boring things were becoming but had no face to complain, what I felt or didn't feel right now didn't make any difference.

Where did I screw up?

"Haah… Where did you not…"