The skies are giving a hint about another rainy nighttime. I smell the grassy breeze as I stood outside holding a book that I’m supposed to study. Then the skies began roaring so I went back to my room. Everything was serene. I was home all alone.
Maybe sometimes I could get so aloof.. or maybe a little awkward about myself. Sometimes I feel bursting with happiness and sometimes I don’t, and that’s exactly I’m feeling. A little weird but I don’t know. I have no idea where these sad thoughts are from.
I could not think of other things that would help maximize felicity. It’s just I feel melancholy right through my bones. Yes, I’m feeling horrible and sad.
Well okay, I have to study now. That’s the
best thing I can do now.