It feels like I have a million rants, a thousand words, a hundred rambles, but I can only stare blankly at the screen. My mind feels all tangled, like the flow of thoughts aren't smooth anymore.

Thoughts come through in pieces, with the constant inability to consolidate and focus. Lamenting "I am tired" has become such an understatement, at this very moment. I feel stuffed, like I've been overfed with information, exactly how I feel after each media planning class. Mindraped, that's what we say, when the unconsensual act of forcing information into our brains is performed. The only difference, it's become a daily event now.

It's just work. Nonetheless, my job and my responsibility. Sometimes, it just gets overwhelming and suffocating.

It'll get better after today, when everything will be back under control, instead of being puppeted by the schedules of these journalists, media, and the oh so mighty people sitting in big chairs.

Soon, I'll be able to breathe normally again. I still need my break though, the one we've both been looking forward to, though it just seems to take forever to come, but, the mere anticipation of it will suffice for now, to keep me adrift.

I feel like an absolute whining bitch.

Thank you, for being patient and just for being there baby.