Dear ghost,
It's so stupid. The reason is so laughable. Even sheepish but still, I close my eyes and sing. Damn, let's forget everything. It should be enough. Just float on the cold ocean and breathe as if it is last. It might be tomorrow. It might be never but what you gonna do about it? Nothing. So Nothing it is. It doesn't matter if it is Sunday. You are free everyday.
Yours