Lay in bed all day.
Most of the time I just looked at Maple, dozed off or zoned out.
I only left the bed several times.
Picked up my lunch outdoor, went to pee, and took the shower.
I didn't want to play mobile games or binge-watch eps of HIMYM.
The most constructive thing I did today is to cook myself some corn soup with a
boiled hot pot of water, two eggs, a bag of corn soup powder, and half can of co
rn because I didn't want to talk to strangers but I was damn hungry.
Even it was just simple conversations like
"Okay reply me if the door is opened."
"Here is the money."
"Thank you."
And I ate it all; that's another achievement I made today.
I couldn't find the root cause of this sadness.
I'm too tired to get charged up about anything.
Like the song I've kept replaying for three days:
I AM EMPTY.
The current me is a total mess up.