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Even this cream donut is uglier than usual today. Milan would still love it though. What? You want some of it? You’re big but still a cute dog. Here take it. What you want more? Here you go. What? Still want more? Here you go and no more, shoo shoo… This park feels so good at night. I should buy a diet coke and wafers. Wafers are bad for you dogs though, haha. I don’t care about the money today. I am not returning to my room tonight. There they are, the burgers. I should definitely eat one. What? You’re still following me? No way, I’m not giving you my burgers. I’m glad I lost the sight of that dog. I can’t even remember how many times my feet have kissed this beautifully paved footpath. These street sellers must be the same ones I saw yesterday. Yet they always feel different. Oh, the book seller has already left. It’s 8 PM I see. These street light always feel good. It’s like they’re happy and happier than I could ever be. O...

Last year on Valentine's or whatever they call it, I remember setting my foot out towards the busy street only a minute away from where I live. The situation had felt real funny because all I could feel was the strong aroma of couples and love (yes, let's go with that). I had felt so embarrased I apparently ran towards my room in search of fresh air deprived of love (yes, let's go with that). This year is different. I feel like it's been ages since I've started seeing things differently. I feel like I'm in a different realm of consciousness surrounded by negativity. No, negativity's not the right word. Maybe "monsters" is (let's go with that). If you think what you're reading right now is vague, just wait a little more. Yeah, I feel like I am surrounded by monsters or demons or whatever they call it. Maybe this is what hell to some extent feels like. Today, all day long, I had been telling my friends what had happened last year on Valentine...