On sad nights and happy mornings...
Feeling: sigh* Time: 5:49pm It's amazing. Really amazing, how humans switch. Just like that. One minute you're sad, the next you're happy, or feeling some façade of happiness. Momentuous happiness. Short-lived, because in a little while, after that moment of euphoria, we're brought back to reality. Our reality hits us. It's saddening. Yesterday night, I was listening to music. I was really happy, I was making videos, and while at it, I felt like a pretender, for about five seconds. I've been trying to analyze that feeling since. Social media is amazing. People'll rather share the amazing things going on, they'll choose to not share the not so glamorous parts. Everyone is expected to keep up the charade of "I'm such a happy person living my best life". Now, when someone decides to share the not so beautiful sides, it's either people do not react, they get hated on, or just 0.5% react positively. Now that I think about it...