Days that I am not on my notebooks, I spend time here. Plotting thoughts for 5 mins as if drilling a hole in the wall and dusts were collected here. I wanted to go back to my notebook, but life has been too steady for emotions I hide inside there. I get influenced a lot. I wake up thinking who I am today. Nachos are most non nutritious food, avoid it on weekends. A shrimp dead today, aside from that, I feel happy.