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as the december sky muted most of the colors from the city of angels, it also highlighted the clamor of the repressed feelings of joy, loneliness, sadness, fear, disgust and anger that have been awakened at the same time inside my chest. inside me is a dormant volcano longing to celebrate the end of its years of hibernation. the fog on the avenues of my thoughts slowly sucks away the oxygen in my body, sending me berserk every second. it was crazy how the blinking of the stars, the gravitational pull of the planets and the smiling of the moon could cause changes to your emotions, to the people around you, to your society, to the world, to the whole cosmos.
it was as if the universe conspired against me the whole day, placing me under the limelight for the world to hit and mock.
the embrace of the cold weather provided me comfort, numbing my senses from the incessant emotional blows coming from all directions.
no, i don’t need warmth. i need the blanket of coldness to freeze the budding eruption and to keep me calm.