I like this dark yellow room for the first time. I like the fact that I have the entire apartment to myself. I like this silence. I love Paul Young singing in the background. I love my thoughts. I accept them as they are -tormenting. I like to be tormented, constantly tormented by my thoughts which are killing me softly…. I know, we can solve any problem but I simply enjoy losing so many tears to music. To soft and sad music.