melancholy - quotes and descriptions to inspire creative writing
The sun streamed through the windows, yet her mind was clouded with grey. Yesterday had been fun, but today she worried that her friends had really found her boring at the party. Her mood ricocheted between low and lower. She had no energy or motivation to get done the mountain of work that awaited her. So she sat in her pyjamas and turned on the television. After an hour of flicking the channels and eating coco pops she got a text. Her friend was raving about how much fun they'd had and planning a Halloween sleepover. She broke into a grin and replied. After twenty minutes she bounced up and got dressed, the melancholy of the morning quite forgotten.
The plants were wilting in their grey pots. The grey, scraggy clouds were rolling in. This is a day of melancholy.
When did it become so insignificant? One word used to be a basis for communication, one word could create or break relationships, and now... it's become nothing more than an acknowledgement of existence. "Hello," to the old man you pass on the street on your way to school, never to be seen again, never again recognised as a person of significance. "Hello," you say, moving past the woman at the desk. And that's it. Tell me, what else do you say?
No one bothers to say anything of meaning anymore. We're stuck in an endless loop, oblivious to the importance of... People. They're just tools in our pointless existence, a way for us to try and convince ourselves of our own importance. We put on a mask of false friendliness, fake a smile and feign meaningful conversation, and then move on, forgetting that the other person was anyone of value.
Well, wasn't that a depressing stream of thought?
"Hello," I reply, aware of the hypocrisy, and then I move on.