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read between the lines
thoughts i subconsciously tried to distract myself during the day. but unfortunately there's not much i can do at my house...there's always something about the heat and the humidity in it that just makes me wanna sleep or sloth, hence not getting anything done, really.but as always, the thief comes in the night. well not the thief of death...but er, rather the ghost of christmas past, coming to haunt me...he brings with him a huge bag of memories that evoke mixed reactions. and no matter what i've done in the day to forget about it, he reminds me of it at night. sigh. "Take away from me this monstrosity 'Cause my futile thinking's not gonna solve nothing tonight..." -- Life and Love and Why, Switchfoot
i loathe being stuck where i am. it seems like everytime i feel this way i just wanna take the car and drive to genting. even singapore with its ubiquitous couples will do...cos there are places there still hidden from sight. can't think (straight) here. finding it really hard to do quiet time whenever i'm at home...it's stifling. why genting? besides its amusements and tourist attractions, i have the whole highlands to hide in, to find my own personal space to think, whenever i'm there. |
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