Idle

For the truths.

For the lies.

Great pleasure that held one’s sanity do silly things over and over.

Have you ever wondered how these world goes around with all the bumps, the humps and the holes it has. Perfectly starting the day with the strong rays of the sun and ending with the ever so sad sunset. Gleaming thoughts underwater would make one drown. These thoughts, come to think of it, deserves to stay underwater. Whisper your secrets to the sea and then forget everything is the key.

These thoughts in between are somewhat a nasty evidence of how doomed my idle time is.

Nonsense.