The day was gloomy and so was my mood.

I sat on the couch facing the window, listening to rain hitting against the house’s exterior, looking at my phone while I curled up in my blanket for warmth.

I returned back to the timeline from reading an article when the page loaded.

The buffering stopped and suddenly, I was facing at your pictures. All of you guys.

Some of you were at the mall, roaming around, probably laughing at all the banters your had; some of you were at a place God knows were, talking over coffee about life.

A small bomb called jealousy exploded in my stomach and I began to curse everything in this world why I became this person who wants to go yet yet at the same time also doesn’t want to.

But then, I was so much more comfortable where I’m chilling back at home. I feel so much relieved without all the drama going on. I was content that I don’t really need human contact at this point in my life- not quite yet.

I shrugged it off and continued to scroll down.