Twenty eight

Today I woke up and I washed my hair and felt.. kind of like my life was going down the drain together with all the dirty water and shampoo. And yes - it felt just as dramatic and deep as it sounds.

After that I had a can of Coke and stared at Youtube and heard a song about rain and started to cry.

I kept on crying for about fifteen minutes and then I thought.. wait a minute - I am not even a tiny bit sad. Not at all, really, not even a tiny bit. No, it ain't no sadness inside this lady, I thought.

Hello, mental hospital. It has come to my understanding that you have been expecting me.