There are different kinds of cold.I don't like any kind of cold.The air is heavy and cold at dawn.I like to feel it in my body as soon as I step outside.It's not good to listen to it properly.I blame myself because I fall together with them and they are in more pain than I am.It becomes meaningless work.I fall into a pit.
Every day is cold or hot.I'm filled with a dizzying, dizzying, sobbing, restless feeling.
Just when you think you've had enough, you are filled with something sweet and warm that seems to hold something.You embrace a feeling you never thought you would have.
