Ice coffee with milk is my company at this sunny afternoon. My heart is gloomy at the moment. I don't even looked at my lunch, at all. I'm not hungry, but i think my soul does. Can my soul fulfil by a bowl of noodle? I don't think so. Not even a plate of fancy lunch like baked salmon with veggies and potato gratin.
You're upstairs, having nap.
How many time do i have left? To write. To enjoy my working desk for the first time.
Never mind. There's no cure for my gloomy heart, but seeing your smile when u are awake.
I don't know what's going on with me. Maybe it's just a little part of my life's journey i need to go through. Maybe it will make my heart stronger than before. Maybe...
I am all right..., if you're all right.