Rub, Kavin~

From half past one in the morning to almost five in the morning, I couldn't write anything while sitting in front of the computer.

The beginning of a few hundred words was written and deleted.,Deleted and written.,No matter how you write it, it doesn't feel right.,Finally, I found out sadly.,Kawen.。

I'm really sorry.,I can't do it tonight.,I can only sleep first.,Wait until tomorrow to wake up and reorganize your thoughts.,Smooth transition to the stuck.。 (To be continued.) )