there are ghosts in the air i breathe

Everything is so cold, and it's starting to get to me. Where did the hope of better and sunny days dissolve to? Ehh.. I sometimes wish I weren't physically living, I wish I could be a ghost. If I were invisible and I could just get on with travelling and seeing and being in the world then I would be a lot happier. It's weird how once you lose a good feeling, it is so hard to regain. If I were invisible, I would do whatever I felt like; I would get my joy of life through nature and listening to other people's laughter. I wish I could learn a thousand languages when I stowaway on flights to every location in the world. I would peek in on others' lives and sort of live vicariously through them as human beings. I would be content with just existing and being.

Oh how I wish.