It’s that time of the year again to reflect. Despite the fact that it’s a day unlike any other day, I can’t help feeling blue, or on this case, red. I just want to curl under a rock and come out when this day is over. Yes, its that bad. This year, like all previous years, I plunged myself into a sea of emptiness. Sometimes it’s just a feeling I can’t escape, although I tried my best to snap out of it. Oh well, I’ll get over it as soon as this day pass.
Sometimes, dreams and wishes are just that, dreams and wishes. A lot of times, chasing dreams can be futile. And sometimes, it just feels like there’s no point in all of this. What’s the point of chasing dreams when you know you can’t reach it. As what Metallica said, SAD BUT TRUE.
-hazrock, the only fork in a drawer of spoons