5 | 2nd September 2017 | Dear Diary, Personal

It’s happening sometimes

I’m sitting at my desk. Black cup with a half of white flat coffee. No sugar. Almost full bottle of an energy drink I opened last night. My stupid headphones in the background. Laptop covered in stickers. Mouse on the cable, cute one, with turquoise backlit. And my phone. Red.

Me? Well. I’m just sad, with no real reason. In a mood for writing.