Remember remember the month of November
Ah so 2010 is almost over. Soon enough it's hello to another tumultuous year. Wonder what it will bring...
I haven't had anything to say recently, due to a little illness which I have yet to recover from. That illness resulted in a lazy ass mode which afflicted my mornings and nights..it seemed that all I wanted to do is sleep and dream my life away.
Work has been pretty quiet, worryingly quiet in fact. But when it comes it ruins your 3 day weekend. Sigh. Yes, I'm working this Diwali weekend, and it looks like those coupla days will be very very long. And because of that I'm going to miss a friend's engagement ceremony, and possibly my colleague's Diwali dinner party.
I haven't even finished reading this book that I've picked up sometime ago, Hard Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World. Somehow I stopped at the first few chapters, for no reason. The book is intriguing and the imagery amazing and totally Murakami. But I seemed to have lost interest, just like that.
I wonder if I am depressed, just that I don't know that I am because I don't feel like I am? I mean, I don't feel sad. Just uninterested in everything. I've stopped doing my daily sun salutations recently as well, but I blame the fever. Soon I will be better and this feelings of nothingness will disappear.
I'm going to turn 29 next year, my very last year in my twenties. What have I done so far that I could be proud of and happy with? I need to start planning for a change. First, to get rid of this lazy ass mode that doesn't seem to want to go away, and this illness too!
To do that, it's back to yogafying myself everyday, and then it's to trawl my options. Maybe I should go after something that I feel will make me happy and that it will pay for it too. What do I love?
That is the question.
I haven't had anything to say recently, due to a little illness which I have yet to recover from. That illness resulted in a lazy ass mode which afflicted my mornings and nights..it seemed that all I wanted to do is sleep and dream my life away.
Work has been pretty quiet, worryingly quiet in fact. But when it comes it ruins your 3 day weekend. Sigh. Yes, I'm working this Diwali weekend, and it looks like those coupla days will be very very long. And because of that I'm going to miss a friend's engagement ceremony, and possibly my colleague's Diwali dinner party.
I haven't even finished reading this book that I've picked up sometime ago, Hard Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World. Somehow I stopped at the first few chapters, for no reason. The book is intriguing and the imagery amazing and totally Murakami. But I seemed to have lost interest, just like that.
I wonder if I am depressed, just that I don't know that I am because I don't feel like I am? I mean, I don't feel sad. Just uninterested in everything. I've stopped doing my daily sun salutations recently as well, but I blame the fever. Soon I will be better and this feelings of nothingness will disappear.
I'm going to turn 29 next year, my very last year in my twenties. What have I done so far that I could be proud of and happy with? I need to start planning for a change. First, to get rid of this lazy ass mode that doesn't seem to want to go away, and this illness too!
To do that, it's back to yogafying myself everyday, and then it's to trawl my options. Maybe I should go after something that I feel will make me happy and that it will pay for it too. What do I love?
That is the question.
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