Today's weather seemed to be unusually cold. The sun rays hiding underneath the shadows of the curtains. Three days have slipped throughout my fingertips without stealing their warmth. I have returned to my little nest after my stay at my friend's house. My being feels light and detached. I have barely focused on the images that were unfolding before my eyes as the car ran its usual route. When I've reached my destination, I've laid on bed to rest my buzzing head. I had a fight with someone I cannot bear losing. I've spitted words that piercied her heart but unintentionally. I didn't mean them to sound careless and hard. I feel unusually light and empty tonight. The Quitetude of this city does not help..