He didn’t know where his walk would lead him. It didn’t matter. He just wanted to be alone.
Once the sights of people and the city’s busy pace faded into the background, he knew he was safe to stop. He found a nearby bench and sat down — like he had every night for the past three weeks.
The night sky scattered light from the stars above as a cloud of negativity formed in his head.
He was alone, and finally, he could find release. All the built-up thoughts he had kept to himself, all the negativity and doubt, and strands of positivity he was so desperately holding on to, all came rushing out.