A micro story.
It was the beginning of fall, the leaves were starting to turn amber. A familiar autumn breeze enveloped the surroundings. They were sat by the banks of Cheonggyecheon stream locked in a tight embrace, oblivious to the flow of passersby eager to reach one point from another. For a moment, they allowed themselves to get lost in hopeful reverie. They felt as if their time together was infinite, as if all was possible. Only to be disrupted by a loud splashing sound of a woman falling into the water. Why are beautiful moments always so fleeting, they pondered.
I want to know what was on the mind of that woman when she was about to fall into the water. 🤔
Hello, Trisha! Congrats on your new venture!
Kuya JP! Thanks for dropping by! 😊
As for the woman, it happened so fast she barely had time to blink before she found herself immersed in the stream. 😆