I tried... ...

This is the time again to take out comfort food. By comfort food, I mean I feel comforted as I eat the food. This is not silly at all, it works. I have run out of my supply of chocolates. The last Rocher was left on my workdesk. Chey.

A gust of sad wind had me entangled today. All day today, I stuffed myself with work. I try to numb my feelings by working non stop, at least... ...I tried to do something about it.

I try not to be sad. I tried... ...