Wheel of motion

Everything becomes so redundant after a while. The magic that once awed us now became a cheap parlor trick. We know everything, but we refuse to believe that we are part of a stale world; outside the window, we see nothing but endless fireworks.

Fireworks are shiny and explosive and remind us of things that were once there with you. Our heart fills with joy as the sparkles from firework remind us of the world before. As our mind begins to create a façade for us to get lost in, we let it happen.

We do lose ourselves in the illusion of excitement. As it shows us everything we wanted to see, it's like a dream where you never wake up. Years later, we opened our eyes; we found ourselves where we left off. We look at the window again as our mind project what we want.