Contemplating Hope

“By the way, you said I looked like I had a lot on my mind?”

[Yeah. You seemed to have a serious concern, sitting alone in the shade, drinking a Margarita, and chewing on your solitude. At first, I wondered if something was wrong.]

Come to think of it, that was true.

After work ended, I had been lost in thought, recalling what happened today and what lay ahead.

Future, goals, hope, a Humane Life… I remember asking myself such philosophical questions. The conclusions had all been bleak.

It was only a few hours ago, but somehow it felt like a very old worry.

I had almost forgotten I was even harboring such worries until Dragon President brought it up.

“Ah, right. I did. Hah. If a change of pace was your goal, you definitely succeeded.”

Because a shocking incident and new worries had hit me one after another, philosophical problems had scattered from my mind like sea foam.

My mood was definitely refreshed...