"Connection"
What is the essence of connection in this world?
From the smallest petal flowing with the wind, to the butterflies carrying pollens to make them grow
The overwhelming feeling of having such a positive connection with each other
I always find myself thinking about things that are trivial, yet mysterious
Such as how does one seem to be intertwined to with someone
Is there really such a thing as essence in the world?
If there is
I would like to know....
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I abruptly sat up from my bed as the realization of waking up came to me. I was dreaming the whole time and I swear it seemed surreal this time
The only thing I remember was the flower which had honey overflowing unto the ground
Slowly nudging the corner of my sheets, I carefully went back to bed to resume my wonderful dream
But then tragedy struck as a loud beep from my smartphone interrupted by solace
Annoyed, I slowly picked up the phone to look what was causing the sound, only to be flashed by the hundreds of messages that Amber Redfield had sent me
It was a total of 107 messages and 56 calls
I groaned to myself as realizing how much time she probably has to send these much messages to me
I let out a quick yawn as I rolled out of the bed to ease the part of me that wants to rest more
The early morning must never be taken lightly, who knows what could happen in such hours'
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Slowly taking the blanket out of my body, I got off the bed, and went to the bathroom to brush my teeth
I guess I'd have to do this as well
Hi, My name is Bruce Wayne, but others may also know me as Batman
Ever since that day at the crime alley, my life has changed in so many ways
And so I continue to live my life as the CEO of the most prestigious company in Gotham City, the Wayne Enterprises
And also being the most eligible bachelor in the same city
But what you may think of me is more than meets the eye, for everything that they had published over me at the newspapers is nothing but an alibi
For every night, I dress up as a bat to spread fear unto those people who dare tarnish my city
It had been good so far, no one seemed to notice
And I also joined the a certain "league" of some sort months ago
Basically, I just do all their computers and dip. I don't really have superpowers so I don't stand out much.
We don't do a lot except for kicking bad guys' butt of course
Most of the time, we just chill at the watchtower like students at a field day
Oof, speaking of the Justice League, I have to go to the watchtower today
Spitting out my last gargle, I wiped my mouth before first before finally getting out of the bathroom.
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