I love staring into nothingness
And have long thoughts on nothingness
I can't answer if asked what was in the mind
Because I just want to have that empty mind for the moment
I love staring into the pillow while sleeping on it
Despite how childish is the pillow pattern
And bring myself to emptiness
It's like a shoulder to lean on
To pour out all that needs to be disposed off
And you wake up leaving all the heavy thoughts with the pillow
I don't exactly love eating the same food 4 times a week
But neither do I hate eating the same food 4 times a week
Then I see some who may not be able to eat 4 times a week
So I really don't mind eating the same food 4 times a week
I feel you, I seriously do
I love to smile at stray cats
As if we knew each other
It's hard being stray
Sorry Kitty I can't bring you home
But I hope you could at least felt my sincere acceptance of you as a living creature
That I equally respect
I love sitting inside my room
It's seriously not the coziest place I have in mind
Absolutely not the cleanest room in the whole neighbourhood
I guess I liked to be left alone
Drifting in my own thoughts
Sometimes, many times I find myself at a corner
In a toilet, next to the bed, while doing my work
Crying like the world is running down on me
Not because I am mentally unstable
Or that I have been hurt
I am just tired
And I need to empty the thoughts in my mind
Sanity will eventually come back
And life goes on...
Happy Sunday :)