Salted Drips At Midnight.
Sometimes, one thing leads to another. And it goes on and on.
She laid her head to rest but as expected, she got up, thinking, and thinking, and thinking. After all, that’s what she does best – to think way too much. It’s pretty much a rocky road experience this time, and having to endure a string of emotions that are tied together ain’t that simple. The mind has a way of linking all that feelings in one’s self together. Vivid memories fly past the window of her mind, and she wonders if it’s just a dream. Just like a mistake in the past, she was sure that she’d believe it this time around, but only to realise, history might repeat itself. Might.
Keeping her chin up, she’s determined to prevent the past from creeping over to today’s world.
At this time and hour of the day, all she needs is her best girlfriends to come by. Perhaps, that’ll come around the next morning.