PROJECT:
Who am i
I am a hard worker. I work every single day, four seasons a year. My whole life is dedicated to my job--The nature. I spend time at mountains, dancing in the woods and live with spirits.
I never have a friend. Friendship means nothing to me, I guess. I've even doubted if I'm really a human, or who am I.
I don't have expectation on anyone. I just work and work everyday. Until one day, it was the end of a winter, my hands and feet were gone, they've turned into leaves and tree.
Am I suppose to be happy? Should I stay the way I am? Or will I finally be apart of the nature, the only thing that matters to me, in my whole life?
Though right now, there's nothing but sadness in my eyes.
