I got holiday blues. Lying down on my bed and reading a novel in such a relaxed fashion, I think like a philosopher. But I am just an idealist, who think of a better world or a better time. I am just a dreamer, afraid of realities of life, just live under a huge cloud of hallucination. It is the truth, I should have fight and see the world. Not sleeping at night like the only frog in the well.