Never Not playing in the background, she’s tapping her feet under the sheets to the music, smiling when her favorite part came up. The rhythm is like a mood buster, maybe her comfort zone. Clock showed 0:51, but she’s still awake.
Alot things happening. No. Nothing is happening these days. She in her room alone, is the only thing happening right now. There was no way sleep is coming any time soon, insomnia has became a habit nowadays. Sometimes lay still thinking about the not going to happen category or worrying about the future.
It’s been a year since she passed out from college, more days in this home is like a burden for them. Almost drawn into depression but somehow not. Lost all the contacts in these 9 months, college friends, school besties… Everyone became strangers. I’m not even exaggerating if I say I forgot how to talk to humans now. Sometimes amma complains out of worry but that always lead to quarrel and no talking for days. So now she also gave up- on me.
Even everything turn around me, not happening the way I thought. I’m happy or I can say I’m not sad. Not being sad is happy???? Ehh.