another day buried in the absence of happiness. so is it a sad unhappy day? how to classify it? why has despair come out of its well entrenched slumber? to remind that not everyday is the same or some greater designs? designs for good or for evil? the crests and the troughs but the crests are infrequent and short, the troughs long, seem almost never ending like eternity. but who wants these? but they are the shadows.

a tomorrow which will never come.