It’s raining outside, and feeling soft and empty definitely.
The rhythm of old music makes peaceful. Love and live around are all things needed.
Running on the rainy street, cold, clear, and it seems to be fresh enough for a fragile mind right now.
Breath, smile, and thinking of anything comes to complicated brain. Finding out what should to be kept, what should to be dropped is not important, stay balance is just a good idea, but it’s hard.