The first of sky's tears began to pour outside. The heavens melt signalling the end of summer's ferocity. To some a relief while to some, a depressing realization that they are about to go back to curling themselves at night in need of a blanket or say, another's warmth only to find out the other side of the bed is empty and only the pillows would be there to fill the space between their legs. How could these season shifts affect us like someone's reaching from above in apathy?
How I fear loneliness, even just the thought of it though too much happiness makes me doubt its reality. No pain no gain -read the sign stapled on the gym's door. Physically I can bear but too much in the mind is torture. (Wait 'til you see this inside that gym, 'Please return the Dumb Bell here' -as if the bell could be smart!)Going back, when you're alone that's what you do... thinking too much even if it gets you nowhere, however pointless. It goes way past your bedtime and it haunts you even in your dreams, these unresolved conflicts inside your head. Loneliness can be a killer, indeed. The solution: eat chocolates! but not too much to the extent that you'll feel like puking. (You should try my new personal favorite brand: Alprose). Then if you feel that you've gained enough weight, run to the nearest gym again and strain all your muscles and I mean all! Be both a subject of pain and pleasure. I'm confused which one should be first... umm like the egg vs the chicken... though they seem non-parallel. God, can you give me something senseful to write? I'm so fucking bored of my silly ideas!
From blue to gray, from frothy to flat the clouds performed its art. Rain on me I say.
