Aw.
It's like a one way train - where the person before me does not see me, and the person before him does not too. It's a parallel line, never opposite and never to intersect. It's sad.
Four exams this week. One newsletter to finish. A plug to shoot. A magazine program to air. And a lot of depression. Going around in circles, suffocating my very soul. I wish not to see him. I feel weak and empty whenever I do. And when I see him coming, all I can do is look down and pass by him.
Four exams this week. One newsletter to finish. A plug to shoot. A magazine program to air. And a lot of depression. Going around in circles, suffocating my very soul. I wish not to see him. I feel weak and empty whenever I do. And when I see him coming, all I can do is look down and pass by him.