[Poetries, prose] -completed- 19 Nov. 2021 absquatulate. Sometimes when I look through my bay window and watch the street light, I feel like the world is leaving me behind without a goodbye. Watching those lights and overthinking is my favourite pastime. And this is just a random result with raw thoughts that may not rhyme. [Note] After putting so much thoughts I decided not to edit but give a warning; This is my first work and the writing format , Imagery created aren't all something I feel proud of but this book will always hold a place in my soul.