Today is one of those days when I would want to speak and do nothing. I wish that today was only night time and I would be in a better mood because I love darkness. Isn’t that ironic, a dark writer loving darkness ha.
I have always been a nocturnal person and I have never cared much for the light of the sun or its benefits. I hate summer, but I also hate winter, so if you know by any chance a country where there is always only spring or autumn that would be great (more spring, less autumn). My bedroom has always, ever since I was little, been deprived by sunlight, therefore I have always been considered by my friends the closest thing to a vampire. I remember my mom telling me so many times about the benefits of having a properly lit room, but the more I listened, the more I wanted to change night into day forever. Before I had Ephia, I used to stay up all night and work, because that has always been my productive time, then just sleep until 4pm in the afternoon, grab some breakfast/lunch/dinner, go out with friends and go back to work as soon as the clock struck midnight. There were those years when I had a regular job and it killed me to wake up in the morning and go to work, because basically my body never stopped being used to going to sleep at at least 3 am, so every morning I was like a robotic zombie.
If you are looking for a meaning to this post, well, it doesn’t exist; or maybe what I am trying to say is that I am in such a bad mood today that I want to transform everything in darkness and black (wouldn’t that be awesome?). I hope in rains so that huge black clouds would gather and linger around the sky above me and bring their best friends: lightning and thunder which always make me feel better and melt listening to their concert.