[ WP ] A man with severe depression and crippling alcoholism makes up his mind to commit suicide . Before he does , he decides to give away all of his earthly possessions ...

You've never quite walked the earth until you have nothing but the earth. Jeremiah had always surrounded himself with other things, with the alcohol or the false friends or the endless amount of pills, but it's only as he drops a taped shut moving box in the arms of an unsuspecting beggar that he feels free. 
 
 He takes a deep breath, chilly air filling his lungs and face tingling with the first signs of frost. As a child he loved the cold and stayed out for hours playing in the snow, now the cobblestone beneath his bare feet send chills up his spine at the first touch. His lips quirk upwards in an almost relieved grin because in a matter of minutes the cold wo n't matter; It, like the nagging voice in his head and the constant craving for dullness, will be gone. 
 
 The cobblestone soon changes to solid concrete. Jeremiah looks up, staring at the time table on the wall: `` 1 min''. He lets out a sigh, earning the glare of the lone traveller on the platform who will be his witness today. Perhaps she will be the one to call 112, to scream in terror or calmly tell the dispatcher that there has been a suicide at Summerset station. His smiles broaden as his imagine the woman's potential voice, how she will tell the world about him. He may never have meant much, may have lost his job and his family and his friends and his life to addiction, but she will remember him until the day she herself dies. 
 
 The beggar will keep his physical self alive, the traveller will keep his spirit alive. He just wo n't have to suffer through it himself. Satisfied he turns to the East, as if to view the sun for the first time since getting rid of his earthly bonds. 
 
 The sun wo n't rise for another two hours. Jeremiah takes his lasts steps as a burdened man, meeting the 7 AM train to Walden at barely 2 miles per hour.
