...Because it's the last few breaths

As Monday approaches, i cling to the remnants of my "life as it has been" for the past 22 years, and had a chill out session with Siting and bm on the front porch.

Still feeling sad and depressed at the idea of waking up at 6am everyday, and reaching home at 8pm, and repeat and repeat and repeat.

that's life i know. Just a pity that life is like that.



(PS: anyway, i'm quite determined to organize some weirdass stuff as soon as life forms some kinda of normality. Quite determined presently, but who's to say my energy levels will be the same once the drudgery of work sets in. But hopefully, will plan the following in the FUTURE...over the next few months or years, which i will state here as notes to myself:

1 - one star canoing
2 - level 1 rock climbing
3 - basic diving
4 - dance or music lessons
5 - healthy shit like yoga, pillates, kickboxing etc.)



woozy. night world.