Your happiness is killing me.

It's already the 12th day of Ramadhan. Somehow it already feels sad. I'm trying to focus but I end up neither here nor there floating along some non-cosmic dusts just above the clouds and I'm scared because I don't seem to be waking up from my dreams. The constant tugs from reality are never ending still I continue to hibernate through all available seasons refusing to wake up. Ah whatever. God willing I'll post up some new stuff in the next post.