After the Sun cleans up its last trace of golden glow, something magical happens. Love for life is sweeter, books become vehicles to an unknown world, and thoughts take on a different hue altogether. Everything is accentuated. It's beautiful! Sometimes, it takes a wrong turn because that's true for sorrows too. It is generous enough to wait till the children sleep. Then, the concealed wounds burn up, the heart feels squeezed, breaths are heavier. There is a sense of guilt for being alive. It's going to be alright when the Sun comes out again. But, how do I cross this night?
What can be a good way to engage my mind?
Edited: A fun way to engage the mind seems to be Bitmoji. Trying my hand at that! It's interesting how the silliest of things can shift the mood.
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