Escaping the bubble

(Warning: this post has nothing to do with any personal experience, it's just a work of fiction)

He was pressing his ear hard against the wall trying to hear everything he could. Feeling a bit sad that his own friends were gossiping about him, saying bad things. A few days ago, he used to be on the other side of the wall. He used to be one of them. Gossiping about everyone around while staying up all night. It was fun, it's always fun when the joke is on someone else and you are the one who's having a roll. But now, things have changed.

He's bored of the gossip. He's bored of the non-sense trivia. He's bored of staying in the bubble. Individual ambition sometimes takes over the group spirit. Actually, the group spirit is also weakening. He sees people secretly fulfilling their selfish interest, while he has been faithful all this while. He has seen the group divide into fragments yet pretending to be one.

Slowly, but steadily since then, he has isolated himself from the group. He is no longer interested in the politics, the back-biting, the silly jokes and all. The jokes that once upon a time entertained him have become boring and repetitive. The once enthusiastic group was clearly past its prime. He was tired of taking the initiative every-time. This task was becoming increasingly difficult. It wasn't worth the effort anymore. He couldn't go alone and  do the things he liked as it would mean breaking the group spirit. 'Group Spirit' - Huh, he knew no such thing existed.

He is no longer enjoying life in the bubble. He wants to venture out. Go out in the open; do things on his own. He wants fresh air! New activities. All his social life had died in the bubble. It was a great chance to revamp it. He knew that he would end up gaining more than he was about to lose.

The next day, he hears his name faintly. He starts walking towards the 'wall'. He stops there, something has changed! Stands there and smiles. Doesn't want to listen to what's being said at the other side of the wall. His new world is so beautiful that he ceases to care what's happening inside the bubble.