什么都没做

It has been a long time since I last felt my weekends are lonely. All I did on a sunny Saturday was sleep, eat, sleep, eat, sleep, eat & sleep. And the cycle repeats itself today. 

I try not to write my articles on restdays but I'm feeling so empty that I decided to switch on my laptop. Then I blasted the air con to fight the horribly humid weather & turn on the radio to listen to those 九连环 songs.

933 plays really nice songs during weekends as compared to weekdays. It seems like the songs are catered for lonely people who have nothing to do on a weekend. 

Then I stared at the computer screen and stone. After a tedious effort of trying to type something out, I decided to give up. Switch off the computer, lying down in bed, eyes looking at the ceiling and enjoying the little breeze from that dying air con. 

The weekend is too peaceful for my likings and I won't consider it blissful at all. 

I think I have lost the passion in many things.