Even until now, I still cannot do the Dear T thing that I've been planning to do.
Maybe I'll do it by the end of this month.
Lately...I've been isolating myself from the internet.
Been working on music, been sleeping, been crying, been laughing
Been living
In shadows.
Still looking for a place to live, but no luck.
Been driving on freeways...hoping the fast speed will make time go by faster, will erase pain more faster
Anyway, somewhere in my heart...no matter how much pain that is in there...no matter how much yearning, regret, love...
There is a place for happiness there.
A melancholic happiness.
He's happy, and i'm happy yet sad at the same time.
When will I be posting Dear T?
Sometime this month.