The Day
Every day is a new day. I know that. But, It turns out to be, Every day is a different day. We are meeting different people. Having different conversations. Experiencing different problems. Facing new threats. Enjoying it in our own different way. So. I thought why don't I write, or here, to be relevant, confess about the best day that I had in recent times. I am a guy who loves Solitude and Soliloquies. Without them, I would've been paranoid. Like every day, when I was in bed when my alarm made me jostle away from my bed I wondered, to be frank, I wished, "Please, This should be the day that I should feel the things that I never felt". I know, that thing looks like kinda sexual, but trust me, It wasn't. I moved away from my bed and made my way through all those obstacles, so called, bag pack, headphones, and pieces of stuff, to my favourite place in our small home. The balcony. Though the view is not that great, I kinda always enjoyed there. I had many
