Why do I feel that I have lesser and lesser things I want to note down?
On a bus ride yesterday, I wished it just goes on and on. It’s a sign that I’m tired.
Initially, I wanted to leave so badly. Then again, I think I don’t. Now, I have the urge of leaving again. Not that anything has happened, nothing bad, nothing sad, just that I want to leave. Will this cycle keeps coming on and off?
The human mind is so amazing.