Back to reality, my mind's back to normal. Seems like we've got the same problem Chriz. My mind is racing with thoughts I can't keep up with, I can't string them together to make sense out of them. I know I am tired, there's this physical and mental weariness buried deep inside somewhere that I know I can't rid. No biggie, haven't we all learnt that sleep can never be replenished? I haven't done anything today that justifies the chaos in my mind.

Difference is, I don't have a list of things I want to own before I turn 30.

People do change, whether it's for a reason, or otherwise, it's not too valid an excuse, or much less a reason for now. Disappointments have long been an understatement, a phase we've all gotten past. No longer do I see the need to cover your tracks with excuses, to cement the blind faith we had in you. Actions that proved us wrong, that what is hoped, isn't always what is truth.

The very thing I learnt today rendered me speechless. Stronger emotions would have bubbled up in the past, not now, not anymore. Somehow, along this path, disappointment has become a prerequisite, and it's all expected. Ironic.

Just letting it all happen, and taking it all in. I'd still be here, we'd still be here, it'll just be hopes and expectations absenting themselves.

Okay, the new show on television is creating havoc in my mind and churning the contents of my dinner out of my stomach. Good night. I need to find some knitting or gardening to do to ease my tormented mind.