For Good Reasons

Today, she wakes up earlier. The light from the ceiling falls into her face. So yellow but It’s not too brighter as she can think.
Inside her bedroom, she can’t see sunshine. She says good morning to him but in fact she’s just guessing. There’s no difference of morning, midday, afternoon, or night. All are monochrome…
What a miserable life!
Then, she’s just breathing lonely. After a few second, she speaks loudly…"Please,save me from this place for good reasons…"

…everything’s 4 good ones…

Dien's

Wednesday, July 30th, 2008