Old melodies and distant memories.

Played chinese songs on my ipod at midnight in my room last night.
For some inexplicable reason, I began singing softly, then louder and louder, pouring my heart and soul out into all the slow songs that followed. I was fraught with so much emotion that I almost cried. Managed to remember most of the lyrics last mouthed a decade ago.

I would definitely do that again.

Feeling really empty today.