Tarotoast’s Stuff

I again, has woken up at the middle of a peaceful night. It is raining a little bit outside. Cold, it seems I’ve forgotten to close the window before I went to bed. In this moment of peace and darkness, the song “The Sound of Silence” pops into my mind.

Hello darkness, my old friend,

Ive come to talk with you again,

Because a vision softly creeping,

Left its seeds while I was sleeping,

And the vision that was planted in my brain

Still remains

Within the sound of silence.

Maybe the story behind the song does not quite apply to me, but the lyrics somehow touches part of the emotions within that I am running away from. In this night, atmosphere filled with silence, I can break myself into p