Another sad day. Not the worst, but steadily painful.

As I look around I see people withstanding horrible disgraces whose mere thought crunches me like an eggshell.

I'm a teethless animal entering a savage forest, how will I go through life?

I'm going out for some trivial chores. The day is rainy and gloomy. It is ironical that as a teen I liked a lot the gothic and horror genres. I used to read horror and fantasy books. A dark and misty night would delight me. Look at me now...