I don’t get it.
This is supposed to be a delightful week for me. I have just done my part at the PC Show and have the moolah now. It was suppose to be a great experience. I was supposed to be happy.
But what the fug is happening to me now?
My body clock is screwed. I am spending the night out with all my kopi kahkis.
I sleep after sunrise and wake up at noon.
I eat 1 meal a day.
I am lethargic.
I feel like a slave to myself.
Why? I couldn’t ask for anything to be better. I am happy with what i have now. But it could be better…
Could it?
I just spent the night out chatting with my friend. And here i am after sunrise, back from my cycling.
I need out. I can jog my guts out. I can cycle till my thighs go numb. But i am still like this, here, right now… sleepless in this tiny pigeon hole of mine.
I seriously need something to get me out of this.
I want to go away. sit down in the wilderness, listen to my music and fish the night away.. accompanied by the stars which are so often blinded by the bright cosmopolitan lights.
Its not like i have never been here before. Driving along the expressway and ignoring all the exits. Just keeping it straight.
something is missing from deep inside.
I know its my heart.
I want it back where it belongs.
But where does it belong?
“Its alright I’m okay
I think god can explain
I’m relieved I’m relaxed
I get carried away…”
young man, keep your chin up.
oh and guys, sorry about my ranting. I know it has been same for the past 3 years.
Believe me, it will work out someday.
Someday, it would.
And when that day arrives, get your scripts ready. It would be the best romantic film ever. I assure.