Today is the last two months I'm here, I feast on the bed with my almost empty cup of coffee. I feel miserable, not sad, is not wrong, no loneliness, it's just the weirdest feeling, knowing, "miserable" was the first word that crossed me, although I'm not sure which is the had significantly a word other than matters related to money. Should look.
Adj. Unhappy, unhappy. Let
unhappy:
Naive, which has no malice.
I had never actually crossed that definicióny perfect fit - part of - myself. I thought so many things for a long time attractstheir silly unrealistic projections about me and my pathetic delivery. Today
also celebrate my effort, my unhappiness, my "miserable" and these thoughts strung mood, I said "no" for the first time in two months.
- Welcome home.
- Thanks.
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