Today feels unusually cold, and sitting at school only makes the chill settle deeper into my shoulders as I try to focus on learning. I’m tired in a way that goes past just needing sleep; it’s the kind of tired that comes from feeling alone, even in a room full of people. Everyone around me seems absorbed in their own world, while I drift somewhere between exhaustion and a restless craving for warmth, comfort, and real connection. I catch myself wishing for something — or someone — to bring a spark of energy into this long, quiet day. Maybe it’s just the mix of stress and fatigue, but I’m longing for a distraction, something fun or lighthearted to break through the monotony and remind me that there’s more to life than cold mornings and heavy thoughts