Back then, whenever I'm sad, I just randomly pick a book from the long, tall bookshelf in my favorite library downtown. I would travel in the other dimension through the fancy words, and if I am fortunate enough to have my sagacity with me, my mind would take me to the author's mind and from there, I would certainly realize things I haven't conceived yet.
Whenever I feel blue and I do not want to do anything, I just brew myself numbers of black coffee and excitedly pour it into my favorite cup. I lay in bed while listening to my playlist and keep myself busy in sniffing my scent on my favorite pillow 'til sunset. At night, I scribble words and spill some blank ink on white paper whenever I am bothered by things that keep on running in my head.
Back then, whenever I'm sad, I just keep myself busy doing things I am good at. I just write, I read, I paint, I drink coffee and I will feel alive, again. I dance along the cold breeze at night and I will feel at ease. I sing with chirping birds and noisy crickets and I will feel lighter. These things became my ritual and kind of meditation everytime I don't feel okay.
And these little things are the things I won't get tired of doing. Things that are keeping me alive every single day. Things that are keeping me in love with sun, moon, stars, and...
Life.
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I Bet You Love Me
Non-FictionWe all have this special someone that no matter how much we try to get off our mind, we can't. Maybe because we are used to their presence and we have this lingering feeling with them we couldn't shrug off. We spend time uttering even a simple and s...
