An Ordinary Day

The pale blue sky with clouds splashed like colors on a canvas on Saturday's late afternoon. The soft blow of the wind made the trees dance and sway to the soft music coming from the radio inside her room. 

A lady with a wavy black hair that fell on the back of her waist, wearing a silky white and black pants with purple blouse, leaned on the window as she stared on the busy city, with misted skyscrapers, afar. 

Her thoughts wandered off on the buried and unknown sadness she felt inside her chest that visited her often times. Her mind is made up of things she couldn't put her fingers on. So she let them slip away... for sometime.