last Friday afternoon

I skipped all my classes that day for no reason. I just didn’t want to sit in class, but I still rode my scooter for an hour to university. The cool air on the hill blew across my face. I decided that I should go to the library. I went, and I sat there for four hours. Then, I went home. On my way home, I suddenly felt much lighter. Each breath felt easier. Birds chirped. The whole ride down the hill just felt so...calm. I suddenly felt everything was so close and colorful. I still don't know why. Maybe it was just a depressive wave that day… or something else. I don't know, and I'm not planning to dig into it. I'll just leave it as it is.

the album I love this week : Even a Child Can Cover the Sun with a Finger - FORAGER