All Heights Going Low

Lately, I've been feeling down - a bit unwell. I achieved lots of disappointment. I even think it is better to have random kind of mind frame than be stuck with sadness. I hate life sometimes. I remember I wasn't the reason why all this disappointment happened, but I guess I'm the only one making this disappointment existent.



Starting from a companion to having dreadful duties as a student to losing the things that I like for my self-interest... they all went away in a week without me noticing it and without me being the reason why it flew far from what I want it to stay. With or without it, I can still manage to live, but it was something I want to be maintained for me to be happy now that activity in my life has lessened and I find myself getting bored easily. I hate it when you are sometimes inclined to leave happy land and travel for a while to the lonely land - a kid's thought, but I still think about that.

Thinking a lot makes my principles soft. I don't have a strong power to affirm and to neglect things since I think everything, from its parts to its sides. I don't even know myself now.

When I wonder and start to think why I'm feeling low sometimes, I start to conclude no one will follow me into the dark. Like everyone that'll pass my way won't even take a second to say goodbye. It's so hard to be optimistic, but I'm sure I won't let my body lie into nowhere. I want to fly to space.