on a cold winter night

And with all these people,
all the activites,
all the events,
happening every weekday,
i still feel alone.

i actually feel less alone at home being alone than on a weekday.
i think my minds' short-circuiting.
badly.

and i put all my hopes in the future,
because the present has lost all of it.

When whatever comes

been a tough week.

not a busy week,
but tough.

ever feel as though you're just part of this big plan where every event is supposed to teach you something?
I think the one mapping out my life has this twisted love for hard lessons.

and as much as I've learnt.
It's killing me.

maybe one day,
all these lessons
will save my life.

maybe.

And to see what tomorrow brings.

Things aren't always the way they seem,
so just because things seem unfair,
doesn't mean that they are.

i guess the universe has a way of equalizing things out,
a little disaster there, a little miracle here,
and everything'll turn out for the best.

i hope.