It rains.

I heard that’s the hottest summer this year. Everything changed, even the weather did. After September, finally, I can breathe the cool air, sleep tight at night.

But, still I can’t.

What’s up? I can’t sleep well at night. I have to get drunk…then…it’s the morning.

After this Sunday, a lonely vacation, I start to know what I lost here.

Feel upset and lonely. That’s the problem. I live in the cold city. I missed the place where we call it home town. I missed all the friends there. And the weather, there is no much rain there. The sun shines all the time. I have some friends here, they are great. But they may not so familiar with my home town.

Lonely! I can’t find a comfortable place, let me just stay there and think. And I can feel safe.

How can I help myself? Maybe I should try to find it out… soon…