The Future. The Dream.

Yesterday, I saw a very beautiful afternoon sky. The beauty that was hard for me to dive now. I knew it's pretty, but my heart was still empty. I asked myself why, why my heart was so dimmed, so dry. After some thoughts, I realized, it was because I lost my dreams of future. I didn't have things to chase. I didn't want the future. As if I wanted the time just stopped here and now. No wonder that my days become just counting down. Or even not counting anymore. Nothing matters, nothing is precious. No more. I should worry about this.