Sometimes, I wonder how the public hangman's life is like.
Does he ever feel guilty for the deaths of those he's killed?
How does he feel when the hanged man finally gives up the ghost?
Does he ever regret his job?
Is he sometimes haunted by the thoughts of dead men?
How would he feel if the next person to be hanged is his brother?
Does he drink heavily to push the thoughts away?
I want to write something on the public hangman. I'll express myself in fiction.
Watch this space.
PS: When I want to do some deep thinking, I bite the frame of my glasses and take a selfie.