Saturday, January 22, 2011/ -7:34 PM
What if you woke up one day and everything you know, just crumbles.
Like a baker who lost his sense of taste.
A painter who turns color-blind.
Or a singer who lost their voice.
And everything you created from scratch all comes crumbling down.
And the wind blows away these remains. And before you know it, everything's gone.
Like it never existed.
Like it never meant a thing.
And you just stand there.
Lost and helpless.
My head hurts.