Dude, Where's My Kue Pancong?

And what happens with my pageviews? It suddenly turns to zero. 

Anyway, let's have a serious talk about feelings here. It's been quite a while since I stop being melancholic. I was a queen of melancholy back then, who wrote forlorn poems and a pile of love letters that have never been sent. I was stuck in dreary routine of working, dreaming a little dream of you, and trying to sleep. But, oddly, I was content. Yes, I was sad and lonely and scared to death about the future. But at least I could still feel something even if it hurts. 

Emotions. Something that makes me human. I think I've lost them. Where do I seek for it again?