Sometimes in the middle of the night, I really feel like crying.
Is it because I am lonely? Well, probably. I keep asking myself
what is the meaning of life. Do we just live to eat and sleep, or
are there greater things awaiting us? Why some people seem so
carefree to me? Am I too stressed or what? I always tell myself to
be optimistic, but when I am really lonely, my brain just couldn’t
seem to function properly. May be life is like that, you enjoy and
you suffer.
