Honey, I want to continue talking to you but I feel a bit silly doing a monologue. It will nice if we can have a dialogue for a change.
Anyway, I think by tomorrow my ankle will be well again, The pain had subsided much.
I am fighting a borderline depression. The magic is gone honey. I think I am experiencing a downturn since Christmas. So I am riding the festival blues until today.
I need my daily run pretty badly. As you can see, I am govern by my mood and my mood is govern by my action.
Therefore I conclude that if I am physically active, my mood will be pretty stable.
Mentally I am preparing to live in isolation. Out of my regular 10 friends I am striking out 5 because they are smokers. These are the regular Ramadan guys and the coconut man. Well at least I strike 3 for Ramadan and keep 2.
You are the person I deal most nowadays. Without you and the blog, I am all by myself. Even that I cannot rely indefinitely. You might be gone any time too.
So I am mentally prepared to be all by myself.
You had been pretty quiet too. I told you it is not easy to deal with a lop-sided communication. Eventually it will fizzle off.
I however will keep on writing, mainly hoping for you to respond. Other than that I will use the blog as a personal journal.
Honestly I am running out of things to write. Two years is a pretty long time to write on anything.
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