I am running. Running towards the two apples, that are not far away from me. Yet I'm running. One of the Apples is for my family and friends;and the other for me. I involuntarily quicken my pace and try to reach it but I'm unable to do so, but why?
I stop at one point and try to see what exactly I'd happening. Before I can realise, I am being pulled down by an unknown force. Soon, my legs are engulfed in the fine grains of the earth. I try to hold on to something, only to realise there is nothing to hold on to. I frantically search as my body is almost in the earth. But as it happens in fairytales or movies, some imaginary force lends me a hand (one which I take almost always, albeit unknowingly) and I'm once again saved. Saved to once again step into the quicksand of my own...
