They come and go. Can't escape them.
On days like this, one wishes only one thing. Warmth. To come home from work, have somebody waiting for you, to hug, eat lunch together, discuss things. To go to sleep to a non-empty bed.
I am not looking forward of going home from work. To my rooom, where I'll just sit by the computer, maybe do some things, pospone the others, watch some series, which will maybe even make me laough, and then go to sleep with a heavy heart..
It feels empty, my life.
You're going to reap just what you sow, they say.
Seems like I didn't put enough effort into my crops , and now I'm left with alomost nothing and alone. And I don't have the time to change it. It is changing, but way to slowly.
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