Life

A Life Lost

After dropping you off, I was cruising my way home along the usual route–which is towards the FS food centre. Whilst approaching the road abutting on the factory stretch, a dark grizzly mouse was sighted, lying supinated with its stomach exposing its spilled internals. What a grisly and gory sight! It must’ve been run under wheels many times over. A ghoulish death of jaywalking, or could a mouse ever know what that was; when its entire life was lived on its survival instincts, but, alas, it didn’t make it through. What a tragic death! That one couldn’t help but to mourn over its short-lived existence.

Anathe
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