A sentimental longing or wistful affection for the past; inevitably I'm suffering from Nostalgia. The hard cold facts learned from recent time consuming activities made my life somewhat easier to live. Short-lived humans maybe, but they never ceases to surprise me in what amazing things they can do despite their very short life-span. Humans are such peculiar beings, each and everyone different and queer in their own specific ways yet somehow similar. Massaging my hair with passionate shampoos everyday wishing for a speedy growth. Days passed on and on, more and more i find myself descending ever deeper into senselessness. I'm clearly losing my sense of time, unaware of how quickly time has passed yet that eternal feeling slowly resides within me. Secretly yearning for an apple to drop on my head like how it did on Isaac Newton. Maybe i would be able to finally theorize something meaningful for myself. Such a small world yet seems so big in reality.
Someday the dream will end, hopefully someday my demons too will end...
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