It's nice to think someone is waiting for me or if someone is searching for me like some kind of a random romantic drama. But I hate dramas like that and it is not real.
I am too tired to think about my job and how much I hate it. I am tired of faking my happiness just because I have monthly salary to support my life and pay my loan. Everything is irritable and I cannot think why I should stay and not quit.
I love white noise like rain sound, waves crashing the beach. I miss road trips, travelling so much.
I don't know how long I can stay strong.

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