Gone is yesterday. Time is cruel. I have not forgotten all the bits and pieces of you. Have you?
My heart swells in tenderness. This change in my life, is this what we call coming of age? I am no longer a youngling. In fact, I am well and clear in my 30s. Or rather, moving into my 30s gracefully at the end of this month. Yet this childlike uncertainly tugs at my heart strings quite so strongly that I find myself, trying to convince myself yet again that my directions and decisions are right. Mid-life crisis? HAHA. This is so scary to even imagine.
Now that I am trying to analyze my situation logically, things may not be as bleak as I put it out to be. Perhaps this is just how one feels when one is in transition in their life? Moving from work to school, school and work and vice versa this and that. I just have to get used to it. I think I have been so used to a comfortable and stable life style (at least for the last 2.5 years) that any kind of change, makes me feel so uncomfortable and melancholy.
I am scheduled for small procedure on Friday. I am not scared. Just a little anxious. It is not my first time and I should not even be this nervous but I think it is perhaps the lack of food (HAHA) that is making me feeling so antsy. I barely had anything to eat today. I have not cravings, no appetite, nothing to eat for today. I thought that there will be some food today, but I went home and there was nothing. I had 2 eggs and some bread but the bread was moldy (I could die). I am sad. Maybe I should have another egg and some yogurt. OH WELL! I think I am going to bed. Too tired today. Serves me right for staying up so late last night. _|_
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