Oh yeah.
Possibly this will be Part 1. Where I talk about how I feel? Idk. Fight me.
Technically this would be Part 2, then, huh? After the last post X)
Anyways,
yesterday we were at my Uncle's house. He lives on the 15th floor.
I walked onto the balcony and for a pretty long time, I just stood there- leaning against the rail.
I don't know. The view was spectacular and the wind felt nice, but my heart twisted and grew uncomfortable for some reason. Especially when I looked over to Genting.
Amazing how something so far (in a different state even) could be seen so clearly.
Maybe it was a sense of longing. I wanted to be somewhere else. I wanted to not care about stuff right now. To travel? Probably.
What were the people there doing? I bet the temperature felt nice. It's cold up there, so I think I'd enjoy it at least.
I reallyyy want to be somewhere other than here, to be honest.
But I guess I still have a lot to do.
End: 12.40am
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