And so he walked by himself for some time, successfully getting away from all that spirited square noise. It's so hard for him to listen to his thoughts with so many distractions. Looking around he figured out that these dark narrow streets would be his salvation. Therefore he followed them.
"So, if there's no actual purpose...",
he thought,
"...if there's nothing we must understand or reach at some certain point,
then, I guess,
this means there are no fixed deadlines to meet;
no right or late paths to take.
There are no experiences we must live;
while at the same time every experience is welcome.
And if there are no experiences we must live, that means there are no experiences we must not lose."
Steps and thought process continues...
"Every choice leads to an experience and every experience inevitably creates a path.
And, if all these are correct, every path is equally fine.
FOMO is fake!", he realized and offered himself a wide laugh.
"There is no fear of missing anything out, once you understand there's nothing to miss.
We could only miss something if there were certain things we should experience.
If there are no pre-fixed, specific experiences to live, how could we ever miss them?"
He immediately turned around and started walking towards the square streetlights. Soon enough he saw his company right where he left them. He looked at the clear sky for a moment.
"I wonder if there's beer on the sun", he asked himself and continued his walk, cracking a smile of unexplainable relief.
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