Welcome back, the depression. I tried my best to be happy, to fake it till I made it. But as a result, I’m back again to black. Today is the day when I want to just be hugged, cry on someone’s shoulder, to hear that everything is gonna be ok... if a breath is the rhythm of one’s soul, then I want to hug you, and synchronize my soul with your’s, to engulf someone’s pain and give out mine. Oh, do you ever want to be just hugged ?