Mood

It was a boring day today. Cockade up. The people are not themselves, they need evasion to be animals. But there's no meaning. It was qualifying in morning, I woke up early. I saw that you're still up. Then I went back to sleep. Work- boring. Home in evening, I'm sleepy. Wake up early in morning, race. But here. Music. Thoughts. Pictures. What if... what if there's no if... Dreams? Colours. Confusion in here. Should read, and then sleep. Dreaming, again.
Will be.