Late Afternoon

What do you do when you are not doing fine? Here comes my time and I just want to be in a crowded place, stare blankly ahead, and people do not notice me. Just like those desperate scenes in drama movies.

I subconsciously gave me and people an impression that I was in the middle of my 'jalan-jalan-sore' where I was actually not. I mean, I really did it, but simply to distract me from the mopes (haha, I acted like I was that girl whose fell stepmother).

If you saw what I had been doing, you might think I was from Mars; alone and weird, because I myself even thought (and still think) the same. Riding my motorcycle, I went around the city with no definite direction. I enjoyed the air of late afternoon as if my olfactory senses had been getting a high-five from nature. In purpose to make it look cooler, I occasionally stopped and took some pictures, until the calling of Azaan (am I spelling it correctly?) sent me home. And I wish as the sun goes down, there arises a sign that my bad day is over.

Thank God, I go on this draft when I have pulled myself together so that everything is under control.