Sometimes I wished I lived in a bubble of oblivion.
How blessed it would be to feel nothing. How liberating it would be to be uncontactable and unable to contact anybody but yourself.
Maybe that's how people find peace.
I am desperate to find peace now.
And to be happy for more than one month. Just one month will do.
Everytime I hear Christmas carols I want to puke.
What a cheerless Christmas I forsee this to be.
Lord grant me peace, grant me peace please.
I want to concentrate on my work.
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