thinking ˙ sinking

I'm swimming. drifting. drowning.

How many times have I made myself so speechless?
I don't even remember.


You don't know how to speak if you have nothing to say.

Words in my mind turned out to be just scraps of paper thrown in the trash can.

If you hide your face in your palms,
you'll see a crack formed by the edge of your hands reflecting the color of your blood.
That makes me feel comfort.


I slid my hands down to my cheeks, and saw that fluffy fatty sleeping on my scanner without noticing he would make the machine overheated.

By the way his fur trembled I could tell whether he was dreaming.
I knew he was dreaming, thereby I hit him on the head by one finger.

Then again, I wonder why humans dream, of the faces of your friends, family, strangers...
of the past, or even the future.

When will it end? If we can stay asleep in bed without anyone interrupts your dream.
It often feels like drifting upon the ocean. Your mind is stretching from your body to the horizon, over hundreds of thousands of miles away.

However, before reaching to the edge, I drown first.




Battleships - Travis

I only found this fan-made video, but the song is worth listening.
I love both the lyrics and the beautiful voice of the volcalist.
It's cute :).