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It's crazy how many different views of the world I've had in 24 hours.

First, nervosity; the world non-existent as I drown in my thoughts and worries.

Then, sadness; everything is quiet and big. The world silently watches as negative feelings devours me.

This morning, happiness, carelessness, hope, freedom; the world just a blur as I energetically pass through, every second too slow as I impatiently wait for the next one.

And now, annoyance. The world seems to laugh at me. The beautiful scenes all around me, the innocence of nature everywhere, the perfection of the world. All of it is so bright, loud, happy. I, however, am not, nor am I in the mood for it.

The city is as busy as ever. The bustling streets, the crowded shops, the air filled with sounds. Aimlessly, I walk around. I was planning to buy some new clothes, but I don't feel up for anything new right now. I don't want to give up on the old me yet. I want to stay clueless. Damn you, Caden, Lucian.