Yuna's POV :
As i sit here with one foot on the bench, looking up from 10 stories above the streets of Boston. I can't help it , but i'm thinking of something........
Not my own. I think my life is not enough to see it through; i'm more focused on other people, and how they ultimately come to the point to just begin their own lives. DO THEY EVEN REGRET IT OR NOT?? In the moment after letting go and the second before they make an impact , there has to be a little bit of remorse in that brief free fall. Do they look at the ground as it rushes towards them and think " well, crap this was a bad idea".
Somehow , I think it is...
I just think how my life goes on alot. Particularly today, considering I just ------ twelve hours earlier ----- gave one of the most epic eulogies,the people of Plethora,Maine, have ever witnessed .
Okay maybe it wasn't the most epic.....
It very well could be considered the most disastrous. I guess that would depend on wether you were asking my father or me. My father, who probably won't speak to me for a year after yesterday..
Don't get me wrong; the eulogy i delivered wasn't profound enough to make history,like the one delivered by steve job's sister. BUT it was epic in its own way.
