100 DAYS [SEONGJOONG]

[3] - BLUE

96 DAYS

Blue.

The enormity of the lazuline canvas clamped against the void of the unknown brimmed the senses of my vision, it's vastness engulfing my breaths in an undisturbed mannerism. I stared and stared, sipping into the beauty of the morning firmament, a cup of warm drink in my hands and my eyes idly transfixed at the pure bliss of the magnanimous canopy through the open of my casement.

I was never a perpetual aficionado of the sunrise, but something about waking up at four without any specific intention and being unable to fall asleep once again made me hunt for a purpose. And what I ended up with was a cup of warm tea and a seat before the window sill, facing the eastern sky to get momentarily entertained by the natural show of the rising sun.

I had never seen the sunrise before. Astonished, are you? Well, with the truth being revealed, I gladly accept the fact that the spectacular euphoric glimpse of the morning sun was quite foreign to me. I usually woke up after the sun, and therefore, all that I had left for myself to view were the bright beams invading my room through the window panes, filtering through the thick curtains and creating a spectrum of indistinct chroma all over the walls.

I had no parents. Two months after I turned two, I lost them. And having no parents instantly directs to an almost non-existent childhood. Well, atleast in my case, it was the truth. With a brutal family to be thrown into, an aunt who could care less about whether I breathed or not and an unbothered cousin who shared almost similar traits, I couldn't really declare that my boyhood days were pretty stable.

Well, atleast they were least bothered about my existence and apart from certain incidents of unbearable punishments and days without meals, I wasn't much of a topic of discussion in their gatherings of merriments.

I was just...there.

I moved out at sixteen, to earn by myself and stay at an arm's length from that house. I had initially crashed at a friend's, who was acutely persistent about dragging me into his nest with all the might he had within his form rather than letting me loiter in the streets at night. Within the next two months, I had found myself being an active part of several part time jobs and with all the money I made, I could finally afford myself a small, single roomed cottage-like domicile.

I did not complain. I was completely blissed out.

I had already started planning the future that was laid ahead of me on my own. I was free now. Yet, I hadn't thought of much, giving it some time. Just simple wishes that I had to work upon to turn them into sweet realities. Some did come true already, some didn't. But I was patient. I could wait. I didn't mind the duration it would take.