Saturday, February 14, 2009

Pop of The Top.

Its the nerd's season again!

For the past 6 month, I've been climbing this mountain. It is so tiring and my body and soul is worn out. But after many severe occurrences, I manage to reach the peak. God, feelings is awesome. I take a deep breath. Satisfy with my first great achievement after being a sore loser for so long. Then, I sit down for a bit. I seems to forget about every single obstacle that I had been trough.

I pinch my cheeks once. I pinch my cheeks twice. This is not a dream, it is reality. I even couldn't believe it myself. As I sit down, I start to think about my next target. Another Golden Dreams. What should I do from now on? I rack my brain. Unfortunately, nothing cross my mind. Ah, forget it! I will think about it later. I should set up my camp first.

A week later.

I feel comfortable living up here. The air is clean and fresh. And it makes me feel much more alive than ever. I think I should build a house up here. I'm not going anywhere. This is my sanctuary from now on. I start to gather all my tools and begin to build the house.

A month later.

I wake up from my sleep. I go outside and strolling around my house. Then suddenly I see a human flesh lying on my yard. She looks tired. Must be another mountain hiker. I try to wake her up. But she won't budge. Shit! I hope she still alive. Then, I take her inside the house. Lay her on my bed and pull a blanket for her.

Then, I go back outside. Waiting for her to regain her consciousness. About three hour later, she finally wake from her deep sleep. She seems puzzle and straightly shout for someone. I answer her call.

"Thank god, there is someone. Hurm... Is this your house?"
"Yes."
"Really? Are you the one who save me?"
"Unfortunately, yes."
"Thank you so much. I really appreciate it."
"No. It's nothing. I've been dying to talk to someone for a long time."

She paused. She is more puzzle than ever.

"How long did you live up here? Since you were born?"
"No. About two month I guess."
"What??!! Don't you want to come back to your life before? Meet your family, friends?"
"No. I believe I don't."
"But why??"
"I don't want to tell you. If I tell you, you will regret it later."
"Huh! Some bizarre things happen? No, seriously. Tell me. I insist."
"No."
"TELL ME!!!"

And I tell her the whole story. From A to Z. She seems surprise yet a little bit puzzle by my story. She didn't utter any single question and listen to me very closely. After I finished, she didn't say anything. She walks around and stare across the window. She chuckles. And then, she begin to laugh. Is she gone nuts?

"Oh god. Seriously. You got to follow me back. Return to your home."
"Huh? Why? I thought you understand me?"
"No. I understand you. Honestly. But you have been hallucinating. It is your illusion for godsake! Good thing you told me all about it or else you will be trap here your whole life."
"Really? Is it okay for me to go back?"
"Yeah. Trust me. Now, pack your things. We will leave first thing in the morning."

She didn't explain why. But I can see that see speaks the truth. So, the next morning. We both leave this mountain. My heart still hesitate but I muster all my courage to leave my this mountain for good.


"I've seen angels fall from blinding heights." - Chris Cornell, You Know My Name.

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