"I wrote about you last night before reading and eventually sleeping. This morning I got up a little early. Earlier than usual. However, that is not the point. The fact of the matter is that I felt a strange sort of uneasiness in my chest. I recalled a dream. A dream in which I was in a room full of people and a big dark shadow had consumed me. I usually don't remember or recall my dreams. Infact, I don't dream at all.
I tried to make some tea. I tried to calm myself with some music. I have assignments to complete and yet, I haven't even touched any of them. It's not your regular weekday blues, one can tell. It's something else. Something that I need to pull out of my system.
After having written to you now. I feel a ripple of relaxation flowing over me. I will make some green tea now and get on to work.
I have to meet a friend, in the evening today. I will try my best to not think of you then."
- Akshata Mishra