A sudden contemplation grew stronger and stronger in the passenger seat of Uber car as we drove closer towards the bright orange sunset. Try to imagine 60's romance movie, where the car slowly driving towards the sunset as they rolled out the credit. But sadly, the different part from the said 60's romance movie was that I had no one to hold hands with. Except for that Uber driver, but that would sound even more devastating.
The color of that sunset reminds me of the certainty of the future. It was neither red nor yellow. It was orange, a color stuck in between. That was what my future would look like if I must to put them in a color. But hey, at least it was bright.
This might sound even more poetic if I mentioned there was a flock of birds flew right in front of us. And just like they did, I was too, taking direction to home.
While my Uber driver had a very interesting conversation on his phone, even though I could not understand a single word he was saying, I was still glued my eyes to the window and having a quiet conversation with my mind about what would I do next since I do not have any backup plan.
The highway was almost reached its end, I saw the exit sign, snapped me out of my train of thoughts.
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