The east wind carries them away, and they are gone. It sweeps them away. It whirls down on them without mercy. They struggle to flee from its power. -Job 27:22 & 23, NIV
It hurts so much he can't do anything about it. Or maybe he can. Or maybe he doesn't. But what if he doesn't to? Nobody can't force him –even God, and He's waiting...simply waiting. Honestly, it makes no sense. It hurts so much, he's numb. His feet want to give out, but they're so numb -like his sweaty face- to actually give out.
“Bradley Cooper would be envious; he's not impressing any chicks, nobody to say the least. I mean, he is running faster than Usain Bolt (and no cheetah would want to be close to him) fighting for his umpteenth Olympic gold medal –but nobody's cheering for him. There's not a cloud of witnesses around him, nope; nobody's looking at him. It is sweaty, muddy, rainy and dark, and the only thing that's actively close to him are strep and bilarsia from the nearby lake.
“Keep running, man. Johnny Walker must be really, really piss—erm, I meant, ticked off.”A rather abstract solution to the ants-in-your-pants issues Hyuna always faces in her solo music videos. This phrase is actually not in the EYK Kpop Music Monday review of ‘Bubble Pop’, but rather in the extra scenes/bloopers reel.
“Excuse me to ask you, young man, but why do you run? What's the purpose if you're not training for next week's marathon? It's a miracle a chunky kid like you (oh, no, she didn't!) is running so hard and so fast when every thing's closed at this hour.
“Uh...I don't know”, he said.
“It looks like you're running away from something, sweetheart. Mess up with your girlfriend?”
“I don't have one. We broke up a few weeks ago.”
“Oh, sorry, hon. You'll get over it. You're a healthy guy. Why the self-destruct face?” She was an experienced woman and pseudo-psychologist, taking care of those truckers with hefty appetites and even heftier conversational needs.
She looked at him, as if he wanted to burst in tears for some hidden reason.
“What's the point, ma'am?” He was so nice, she felt elated. “I give up. I made my own Hell; maybe I should just drown in the stones.”