In the library

So sometimes the only way out of this is to start this random blog thingy again. It is like a river of thoughts which brings alive the dreams and visions that lay hidden to my conscious mind.

But what is there to write about now that the adventure of coming here is done? Now that the heartbreak has grown old, and the grief is hidden away, tucked away into neat places. Humanity curbed into two vicious places.

I am trying to feel something, but I am not feeling at all. 

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