13 Melancholy, Feb 06th, 2011


Every once in a while joy throws little stones at my window. It wants to let me know that it’s waiting for me. But sometimes I can’t see because you just hypnotize me and then I lie flat on my back, which is an elegant and comfortable position. I stop thinking and just listen to some melancholic songs, until I recognize joy doesn’t need to throw any more little stones.

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