It's strange when you are left with nothing to do after a crazy peak period piled with work loads. To be quite honest, putting work aside, I pretty much do not have anything to do. I'm not in a mood to read. I'm not in the mood to sing neither meeting anyone.
No, there is nothing but to accept the fact that for a night I have to be the loneliest man in the world. As if I'm the only living being breathing in this whole wide place called as universe.