the gift of solitary

the music's playing
wind's blowing
i sat by the window
closed my eyes
imagined the clear blue sea before my eyes
imagined the waves beating the white sandy shore
imagined the cool sea breeze
feels good to loose myself for just a while
let my thoughts run free
transport myself miles away from this reality

***and let time pause***

opened my eyes
and reality hit me
i could see a bit of green
but that is of several puny trees and plants
standing aligned at the perimeters of tall buildings
i look into the windows
wondering if i might spot someone looking out the window
someone just like me
finding a solitary moment

NO. who would be doing that on a tuesday afternoon?
most of all, who in their right mind would try looking for a solitary moment by the window of their hdb flat?
isn't that pathetic?

but who cares? as long as I FEEL GOOD! even for that few minutes....