Two o'clock in the afternoon,just woke up. Another typical day of my well awaited Christmas holidays. Hunger and thirst seeping through my throat, unable to remember last nights events, Well this is just one of the wonders of all- night partying, I must say. And it's fun, well not until you wake up next morning, with your head and neck throbbing with pain, and with you feeling like a scavenger out of food.
I stared longingly outside the window, where the sky is illuminated by the soft rays of sunlight, and the cool breeze of midday air touching my hair. Well maybe this is the real essence of life. The simple things that God provided us for. But we're humans. And that's the simplest answer why we cant help but crave for more. I don't know why I suddenly felt all alone amidst this so inviting world and last nights' memories all stuffed up in my head. I looked around , there's no one but me and a couple of cockroaches peacefully asleep. I felt this sort of sadness in this quiet afternoon that took me a very long time to drive away.
I feel at peace every time I'm out there, living life at its peak. With all those people around me.I don't wanna be cooped up in this quiet and solemn world I'm in every time I wake up the morning after. I need to be out there. Or so I thought.
Or..
Maybe I'm just a lonely fool in need of a companion. Someone who fears solitude. Someone who finds comfort in the midst of others' care. Someone whose weak enough not to stand a day without feeling lonely by not having something to do.
Or maybe..this is just another party aftermath.
