Rain drips down the window.

Random pitter patters on my mind.

Each melding into each other into an indistinguishable eternity.

Gorillaz playing softly, Broken I believe.

Unable to sleep, I turn to the glare of the screen.

Racked with guilt over work,

Dreading leaving hostel.

Anticipation of dinner and friends,

in the dark light of my room,

where the outside world is cold, wet and unforgiving.

Grey mist covers the sky,

obstructing the view of beyond.

It is shapeless, formless, without direction.

Its so peaceful.

I am alone.