“Sorry for Not Having You Hugged Tighter…”

The Witch King
3 min readApr 14, 2022
“Sorry for not having you hugged tighter. I thought I would see you again.” (2022)

My father and I were walking down the street chit-chatting about old buildings, good and bad memories of the places we know, as well as taking photos of whatever was cute or interesting to be shoot at. Suddenly, we both stopped and glanced at a poster that shattered our hearts to pieces. My father’s voice broke, and said: “this saddens me, how can this be possible and why it keeps happening, I will never understand.” I couldn’t say a thing, I just took the picture and we continued walking. Both of us kept on doing this, trying to forget that wall, but it was difficult. While doing so, and passing through some benches were we used to go for a walk with a big German shepherd dog named Lanny* , I decided to show him a picture of her to brighten the mood, I saw him smile and we headed home.

After arriving, I decided to see the picture once again, and both my eyes started crying exuberantly. I thought to myself: what the actual fuck, why the hell this shit keeps happening? Why are we so blind to see that massacre, death, destruction and obliteration of the human race is not the solution to any problem, not even justifiable. But more importantly, why do we become indifferent towards this matter. I mean, I am not calling for a riot or more nonsensical violence, hell, I am not even blaming the government anymore, neither religion nor drug lords. There is no one to blame, but indifference.

Maybe we should start taking care of ourselves more, throughout patience, prudence, curiosity towards better information and less crap from social media. Maybe we should stop worrying about our everyday meaningless working life and start looking around to see how can we help others: our family, even a stranger, not throughout money, but smiling at them, saying hi or just asking them how their day went.

Perhaps, we should get lost and wander a little bit alone, embracing darkness with purpose, but not becoming addicted to it, to finally see the light through a very different tinted pair glasses. A pair of glasses suited to the new reality we are all living; a pretty gloomy and desperate one, but hopeful and with lots of things to change and thrive on.

Education? Introspection? Meditation? Inspiration? I certainly do not have a concrete answer to the indifference epidemic. Probably, each one of us will find our own path. The only thing that I can say is, please for the love of whatever the hell you believe in, do not my friend become indifferent towards life, and hug your beloved ones tighter and more often…

*Lanny. Big and Good Guurl (2013)

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