Sometimes..

Life is a wheel. One time we are at the top, the next we are deep down below. One time we are elated, the next we are horribly depressed.

Sometimes i sleep so much that i refuse to wake up. Not because that i am terribly lethargic that i need to re-energise, but being in a dream feels so much safer. Better.

When i wake up, sometimes i dread leaving the house. Not because that i am a lazy bump, but it feels nicer to be home. The outside world looks foggy at times.

Sometimes when in the car, i would stay in it for hours. Listening to the radio. Listening to songs that i was not even familiar with. But it definitely felt better than going into the house.

Well, at times, it feels like this.

At times i feel like doing everything myself. Other times, i need company.