I’m alone in my apartment listening to 50 First Dates soundtrack. I found myself crying for nothing. Ever since I arrived here, there are moments of sudden sadness, striking in the most unconventional circumstances. I don’t know what to make of it.
Today wasn’t necessarily bad. It was quite a nice day (to put it simply). I went to school, biked around town, paid my bills, cooked dinner, typed my assignment and suddenly *BOOM* instant loneliness.
I don’t like dwelling on emotions, particularly ones that I can’t understand (or don’t want to understand).
Maybe it was biking along the river that made me so melancholic. *Sigh*