I hate waiting. It makes me sleepy and tells me how foolish I am.
What are lies? What are promises that aren’t meant to be kept in the first place?
From since sunrise till mid afternoon, it wasn’t fun.
It gave me a good reflection, reminding me again that I was wasting my time. I just couldn’t move on, where my inspiration frozen, I couldn’t put anything in black and white.
I lay down and put myself into deep sleep.