Today it rains nearly all day.
I wished I could stay in a small coffee shop in Hanoi. It is a really pretty coffee shop and nearby the old church....ah~, and the taste of tea is so good, too.
Some days , I dont know why my feeling has changed so bad. I am finding somebody who can hear me talk and who can see my tears.
My husband cannot do that. He has his own problem that I dont want to bring for him my tired anymore.....finally, his care isnt me.....I used to think so. He can hear the dream voice of our dog easily but If I get up in night time or dont sleep all nights, he still fall alseep and starts : z..zzz....zzz....
And when I cook, he enjoys his time with his computer........computer,blog,mobile.....sometimes he made me think that : Dont have a wife, its ok. But dont have a computer, the world is in the end.
His enthralled for me now doesnt exist. He even doesnt know why I sad or angry.....and needs to ask me ....
Everything, I am tired with everything. Sometimes, I wish I can have a forever sleeping...........
Tired..Tired...Tired......I hate my face , I hate my hair, I hate my free, I hate my loneliness................
