It was a gloomy morning and I woke up with a sudden bliss. I feel empty once again. Probably I have dreamt him once again but I can’t pinpoint what exactly it is but it must be sad or too happy. Its like a cycle of unconscious misery that maybe I try to conceal. I’m still afraid to feel the real pain I try to avoid and it’s hard waking up like this every single day.
So I told myself I cannot let it out rule me this day. I need to disturb myself. I took a shower while little Star is still asleep, sheerly paint my face and dress a little. While I stare at the mirror, I was a little happier.