Me, in another world

Today,

Keith lived freely.

He decided to ditch the city, head for the hills and spend his time there.

At the peak of a hill, he looked at the vast sky before him, letting his hair blow with the wind.

There's this look in his eyes that doesn't feel particularly close—it's almost as if he's so far away, his head lost in the clouds.

After the sentiment,

He sat on the green ground, its leaves rustling beneath his feet as he shuffled and finally sat.

He sighed as he placed his bag by his side, along with his plaid jacket.

When the wind blew less until no more, he took out a packet of cigarettes from his pocket, along with a lighter, flicking it for a source of heat to burn his cig to inhale.

After one draw, he blew out, white smoke drifting up to the sky as he looked infront of him once more.

"Feels nice." He thought.

Draft 9/30/2025, 1:43 pm

Edited 11/15/2025, 6:02 pm