Duality

The sounds of the vibrant city fill my ears. The streets of New York. Full of life. Full of love. I was tired. From what? Everything I guess. I needed a break. I strolled along the sidewalks. But for some reason, I was in a daze. I was lightheaded. I checked my watch. It was the early afternoon. Probably jet lag. As I continued down the streets, I gazed upwards to the skies. The radiant blue skies. My heart softened as I stared at the purity of the scene. I nearly cried. Then in the corner of my eye, I saw the roof of a tall building. And on that building, Stood a man. Or a boy. I could not tell. My eyebrows raised. I turned to face the person. He stood at the edge of the building. For a long time. My eyes fixated on the guy's whole body. Suddenly, I squinted at his clothes. From the distance, I could make out his clothes. Blue baggy jeans. White shirt. Is he bespectacled I wondered. Then my heart skipped a beat. I looked down at myself. Blue baggy jeans. White shirt. I touched my eyes. Spectacles. My eyes widened. I looked back up. The man/ boy was facing me. His body did not move. I whipped out my phone. I pressed the camera icon. I focused it onto the man/boy and I zoomed it. At that moment, it felt as if I was paralyzed. I dropped my phone. Then, his body relaxed as his shoulders dove downwards, feet releasing from the surface on which they were placed as the body plummeted down. Then all of a sudden, before I heard any screams or crashing noises, I blacked out.