Today while I sit here in the orphanage feeling mildly down and also bored. I usually paint pictures to keep busy. I’m not in the mood to play with the others. I’m just tired of being here. It could be worse; I could be locked away at that horrible psychiatric ward. I sit here in my room thinking. It is just one of those days when you just don’t feel like doing anything or being bothered with anyone. Today is one of those days.