SWEET MELANCHOLY

It’s strange indeed -  waking up to a new sunrise. The buzzing city swallowing you up into its unfamiliarity.

Confused is the soul, as euphoria and melancholy steal their turns to take over.

It’s strange indeed - falling asleep under a new set of stars. Skies too cold from the lack of being worn in.

But slowly, before you realise, simple things unknowingly suck you in; into a warm embrace. And just like that, with the smell of rain against the low hum of a favourite mellow beat, you discover a new home.