real aspect
There are some nostalgia. My sense and feel drop into such place. And I swim in the sea. It is sometimes very nice because I cannot find any direction. Which way is west or which way is east, and north and south. Maybe, it isn't problem.
Lost in the world. That is same as someone. If I swim, there is just one hint of the direction of my destination. That is sun. Only sun can light me and show me the way.
I need a cup of coffee. I let out sneeze. The pot is lack of water. I managed to make a cup of coffee. That still has the taste of powder.
It is a time in the middle of night. It's so quiet, so I always need music. The caffeine of the coffee begins to have its effect.
I also begin to see the real aspect. There is always something.