Abditory (Diary)
12th November 2021, Friday.
The sky is pink and on the other side, it's blue.
They mix well.
I am in a park alone. It's my first time here. I walked out of my home without a destination. For some reason, I feel like I am living in memories that are unfolded to me. When I started to walk, I...
The sky is pink and on the other side, it's blue.
They mix well.
I am in a park alone. It's my first time here. I walked out of my home without a destination. For some reason, I feel like I am living in memories that are unfolded to me. When I started to walk, I...