The clock in my room had stopped. How I wish time can really stop like the time in my room. But no, the second hand on everyone else's clock/watch still ticks as usual. Stupid illusion.

Sometimes in life, people have to stop. People do run out of battery, right? Isn't it good to stop once in a while, to watch things go by, to think back and into the future, to see where you are and where you're heading, to reaffirm if that is what you want your life to be. 

Most people are consistently caught in a rat race they forgot their initial dream. I don't want to be like that. I want to always be the fresh-out-of-school(not bed) ME. I can feel that I'm losing myself, and I'm losing time. 

The low-batt-me just needs to recharge. Where is my charger?!?!?!?