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Aimless writing part 1

The sky was already dark by the time he left the train station and he immediately found himself missing the sight of the evening sun, that strange warm glow, beckoning him, welcoming him home.

The black sky made him sigh as he walked that short walk home from the train station, listening to music that used to inspire him when he was younger , now only used as a form of noise to block out the silence of his mind.

The weight of his bag got heavier as he approached the lift, it was a strange thought, even to himself, that his bag could be heavy. No longer was it weighed down by school books, overstuffed pencil cases, the class treasury's money pouch filled with coins, random pieces of paper filled with doodles that occupied his friends and his, hours and hours of classes, just scribbling random nonsense. No longer..and yet it was still heavy.

By the time the lift arrived at his floor, his feet had begun to shuffle on the floor, they were too heavy to lift.His heart, weary, even though it didn't recognise what was weighing it down.

With a turn of the lock, at long last he arrived home. Seeing the dark hall rubbed against his temper in the wrong way. Methodically, he immediately put his things away with as little effort as possible, shoes to the corner of the door, mp3 player turned off with his ear phone wires twisting around it, dumped into his bag even though he knew he'd regret doing it because the next morning he'd have a hard time looking for that damn thing in that damn bag. He dropped his bag on any available chair space and walked into his room, his temper oddly getting worse.

Snatching his towel, he headed to the bathroom. He let the water rain on him for a while, his mind, his thoughts , that awful silence... before he eventually worked up the energy to get the soap and wash himself properly.

If stepping into the shower was already a chore, stepping out was just as difficult.Quickly he finished dressing himself and turned on the computer/

Blankly he stared at his home page, yahoo, his mind asking himself what was it he had wanted to do online? Nothing, he replied. There was nothing to do online anymore.

He turned to his bed, staring at it, hoping that it would welcome him to sleep once he stared at it hard enough, but it didn't.

He guessed it was time to sleep on the table again..for some odd reason he knew his eyes would open wide the minute his head touched the pillow and then he wouldn't be able to sleep, not a wink until wee hours of the morning, because he'd stubbornly stay there, insisting himself to sleep, when he really couldn't.

And yet, with his head cushioned by his arms on the table, he drifted off..

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苏打绿 迟到千年

卮言春天 破碎秋千
踟蹰不如停止抱歉
再过秋天 烂了蜿蜒
红灯你搁浅

只是你迟到一千年
黄昏后就不会有夜
发间在印象中被蔓延
你说你放弃了八月
其实不需要蜻蜓点水
打昏自己食髓知味
吞了你用力一口下咽
捧起碗在倥侗增添

阖起厌倦 压坏了肩
缩成了点还是一条线
接近直觉 溺死诡谲
最熟最烂你的脸

I'm on the pursuit of happiness and I know everything that shine ain't always gonna be gold.
I'll be fine once I get it, I'll be good. :D ~
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