Clock’s ticking. Need to run. But I lost my zeal somewhere. I don’t know why.
Shapeless days. No classes. No stress. Yet something isn’t right.
Everyday’s déjà vu. Happens during every long vacation. But this time it’s different. Or is it?
Mates are missing. Life’ll never be as vibrant as before. Wish the vacation remains forever. For I’m scared to feel the void.
