Playlist: Tycho (Dive // Full album)
I have never felt this alone since happiness consumed me. My friends all know how much I want to live alone and be independent. But what's happening? I miss home. I miss my family. No, I don't live alone right now. I'm currently staying at my auntie's house but they aren't here. All who's left here at home are all the vehicle noises from outside and the maid who was screamingly quiet.
Since I woke up this morning, I did nothing but face the screens of my smartphone or my computer (or sometimes, both of them). I'm working on a layout for an indie band's upcoming EP album. My back hurts. I'm not used to this kind of situation where in I can't widely move. I feel so unproductive besides the fact that I'm halfway finishing 1 on my many projects. I miss my friends. I haven't talked to them since yesterday. I want to cook. I want to paint. I want to go out. There's clearly a lot of things I want to do but I can't. I don't know why but I can't.
I need to pass the EP layout by Monday but I guess my bed needs me more. He told me to just stay with him and cuddle. I miss my bed, too. It's been 2 hours since I last lay on it. I guess I have to go now.
I know, I know. This post is purely n o n s e n s e.