It's strange how easy it is to slip into melancholy. You can think of your miseries for so long into the night, you can stare into the darkness till your head aches, you can sit in front of the computer screen and stare into the unpleasant brightness of its images till the sheer throbbing in your head forces you to find comfort in sleep, in unconsciousness rather...

It's so typically easy to stare at old photographs and to reminisce those days of glory and of the good times. But whatever happened to today? and why blame time? it's actually the state of mind!

I say, the easiest feeling to summon for a human being is that of sadness, depression and melancholy. Simply because there is some sort of sadistic pleasure in self-pity, in blaming that certain someone for all your miseries. Well, let us always remember that it's a merely a facade and that we all must understand that it is so.

A point in passing: I'm seriously short of vocabulary. just hate it.