These old days - 16-09-2013
I really don't know what to write now. The page is blank and my mind is full of thoughts. Yesterday on the way back home, in my head there was some mess struggling with each other. The car horn was loud but I could not hear it. The rain was just drizzling but I almost got wet without consciousness. In short, I don't know how I am.
I could only follow the mess of thoughts in my head. They didn't have any shapes - thoughts that didn't go anywhere, making me tired but no matter what happened, I could not stop myself from thinking. I know the truth is the truth, that ... but my heart was not in peace. I really don't understand why I am like that. I just want to close my eyes tightly and lie down so I don't have to think anymore. What should I do ...
