medicine for melancholy

feeling a little down on this particular sunday afternoon, for no particular reason.

maybe it's because of the chaos that is brewing in the pacific, hope all the lost souls find their way...

the images of people dancing in a ball room is still fresh on my mind. i don't know why. i just remember staring blankly at all the faces.

i wanted to say something. but the scene in my head is an absolute mess. and some things are better left unsaid. there is nothing to do except move on.

+listening to: guest check by tristan prettyman