C414 Invisible hand

I put my hat away and, not wanting to change my clothes, went into the small garden in front of the living room.

There was a swing here. I walked to the swing like a zombie and sat down, feeling extremely depressed.

There was nothing to be unhappy about, but I just couldn't be happy.

I sat on the swing. I swung the swing and looked towards the front with a lifeless look in my eyes