The Tree of Life- Short StoryThe Tree of Life
Somewhere in the foreseeable future
I blinked my eyes against the suddenly overwhelming onslaught of bright lights and flashing titles that covered almost every inch of the buildings that surrounded me. The cold winter air bit at my exposed skin, and after pulling my scarf tighter around my neck, I carried on my way down the street.
Many people crowded along the pathway, pushing, shoving and trying to keep their footing as they made their way down the street. I was no exception; the streets were no place for the young, weak or frail.
Cars and other vehicles hissed past, so fast that they were a blur, but at the same time, making hardly any noise. Huge 3-dimensional advertisements and billboards jumped out at passers-by, begging to be noticed with their slogans, deals and "once in a lifetime" sales.
The chatter and sounds of laughter everywhere was enough to cause deafness, and the constant tap tap clonk clonk of footsteps was very difficult to tune out