A nonplussed character wearing a feathered leather hat and a backpack full to bursting says to a disgruntled man “aight it’s been real but im disappearing into the woods forever.”
The would-be hermit turns only his eyes toward the man as he raises his arms in frustration and shouts “you can’t just fuck off into the woods, you have to stay here!”
The man’s expression softens into confusion as his conversational parter’s backpack comes to the fore of his vision as he simply departs. A narrator adds “but he could. And he did.”
The traveler is seen at great distance as the man continues looking on. The narrator continues. “And no one ever saw him again.”
My plan too, was supposed to have done it by now. But I have debt thanks to my parents, and them too to take care of.
But I will start saving in secret again when I can and fuck off somewhere.
One day, no one will ever see me again, and many will certainly celebrate.
But I’d like to remind those people, they contributed to make this world unlivable in the first place.
I want to leave because there is no fair way for me to exist within the system.