The quest for distractions

I came out of the headmaster's office and again found myself deep in thought. 

Not worrying?

Yeah, no, I was still worrying regardless. 

I always worried. I worried for my future, I worried for our future and I worried for everything else. Sometimes I felt like a hypocrite which I probably was. 

Anyway- with all that done, I didn't have anything else to do. I didn't have anything else to use and distract my mind. 

Life really was weird. 

People were rebuilding, some were still wailing, complaining and here I was just, staring out the damn terrace and feeling sorry for myself. 

"Why do we continue to exist?" And why the hell was I saying it aloud on the frigging terrace of the third floor?

Did I really want sympathy that badly?

Well too bad myself, because there was no one around.