In a previous blog, I remember how i went on and on about my love for rains, rain in tvm.
Its raining now. Been the same since past 1 week. But i never took a walk this time, i never sang a song in this rain, never smoked in this rain. Did nothing except holing up inside my room.
The cancer of depression is eating me bit by bit, bit by bit.
Still m praying for that tomorrow, when I can hear a better story. What if it is a story i dont wanna hear but? then...then...