Happiness is always fleeting. I don't understand why is it like that. I wanted to enjoy it more. I want to enjoy the food and the company of someone I like but it never lasts. Sometimes the food and the person is still here but you are no longer drawn to this particular setting. You tend to seek something else and once you see it, you lose interest. It's worse when you start to feel maybe you lost interest in everything already. I hate the feeling that you don't want to wake up anymore. I remember the sounds I like but I don't remember if I am smiling.
Tuesdays- 3:00 P.M. Fridays- 2:00 P.MSundays- 6:30 P.M.