Two things happened recently. One, made me really sad that I cried about it. And the other one, somehow strange but made me feel really appreciated. It's just overwhelming.

The more that I try to recall your face, the harder for me to remember how you look like.

Today I went to the pet store and stroked a little kitty's head and hands. I can tell it's as lonely as I am. Its meows really break my heart. I could tell that it want to be let out from that cage, to be taken away to a home and be loved. I want that too.

".. the dogs were barking at the new moon, whistling a new tune, hoping it will come soon, so that they could die.."