I am staring ahead while holding a mug of hot chocolate.
Fingers partially numb from the cold, I tapped on the keyboard slowly, occasionally find myself staring at the soft dances of leaves, caressed by the wind.
WHAT THE HECK AM I DOING?
I have no freaking idea.
Just another moment of life where my mind is blank. I know that I have to do something - well, there are lots for me to do, ie, my pigsty which barely passes the label of being a bedroom if it's not for the bed at one corner of it.
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