It is as though the time of the present only reminds me of the former times, it is as though the future will only hold the memories of the past, it is as though I'm the only one leading towards the past and everyone around me looks forward to the future. It is as though I'm not the 'present me' but I'm only a person of the past. It is as though I only exist in the past.
How serene it is to sleep beneath an open sky, in the presence of the moon, clouds and infinite stars, to wake up hearing the chirping of birds without any strain of the world. Oh! This is the sort of life I desire to live.