The Usual

"How do you fell?" asked, and i said "The Usual". "But what is 'usual' to you?" asked again. But just before i could reply to that question, a cold feeling passed trough all my body and kept in my mind. I was just sad fifteen minutes ago, happy three minutes after that. hungry thirty seconds before someone asked for my mood, and very anxious in that moment indeed. So, what's the usual? Being raped by a lot of emotions at the same time? or just being indiferent among them? why did i crossedd word with this person anyway? Was i upset about what happened in the faculty a couple of minutes ago? Or i couldn't stand myself anymore? Yes, what's the USUAL, Nelson? WHAT'S THE USUAL?
So, you can't say nothing, ain't you? You don't know how to fell, that's the answer. Maybe that's why nobody can be in your side for more that a few minutes. Maybe that's why you fell so lonely. You are simply pathetic... NO, I'M NOT. Yes, you are. No, i'm not, and i will not tolerate this any longer. You will be taken apart from my mind from now on... No, you ca................................................





Yes, i did.

So, What'd be the usual?

"Let's say that usual means nothing different from other days before this one".... "Ah, ok. See ya later"