Another rainy day in Lincoln
Sigh… I took a long breath, trying to make myself comfortable in my own room. The cuppa is cold before I took the last sip. Looking around me, everything is such a mess. I haven’t done any cleaning since I moved here. I’m lazy, to be honest. I won’t use excuses to lie to myself any more. What am I supposed to do now? Right, there are assignments to be done, there are tasks to handle, there are trips to go, but apparently I have lost the motivation to tackle them all. It’s so empty here. I wish to get round to talk to people but I don’t know how. The sore throat prevents me from raising my voice as well, so I will have to wait till it is healed. Oh dear I want a lover. Yes I am lonely and I wish there were someone by my side. There used to be, but he came and gone like a wind, leaving me scars and pain, no turning back. It hurt. There are freezing nights when I’m in solitude sobbing for my loneliness. I don’t want to use the dating app because most of the people there just wanted to ...