
I have been sitting in front of the computer screen listening to mp3's for the past hour or so. I have listened to the mildly sentimental to loud, raw songs one after the other, and while the cacophany of notes stream through the generic, worn-down earphones that are plugged in, my mind goes on overdrive, which it has a tendency to do everytime I find myself idle.
Just earlier after 2 hour phone time, I saw that face. Lost, giving up, distressed. I don't wanna blame anyone but my thoughts complained.
We're just new people, we just tested 2 hours, we made a decision, we deviated, we made a difference. Now you seem sorry. Hah! I hate it.
I'm here. Lonesome. Silent. No worries nor deadlines. I should be happy, right?
Strangely enough, I'm not. That doesn't mean i'm sad though. Nothing is that black and white. Life is one big splotch of gray. Some are in dark contrast with others, while some blend together so seamlessly that you are unable to distinguish which is which unless you look closely enough. That's exactly how my thoughts are at the moment.
I'm here. Lonesome. Silent. No worries nor deadlines. I should be happy, right?
Strangely enough, I'm not. That doesn't mean i'm sad though. Nothing is that black and white. Life is one big splotch of gray. Some are in dark contrast with others, while some blend together so seamlessly that you are unable to distinguish which is which unless you look closely enough. That's exactly how my thoughts are at the moment.

