The Saturday has slowly faded away and the grim night gives birth to Sunday. The Sabbath. Unfortunately for me, God has dictated that I would work this day away and thus, I am greeting the Sabbath with work. Sad person. My mind is filled with ramblings of all kinds. I just got off the phone with Arun and we bantered about tons of different stuff. Talking to him is kinda fun... Reminds me a lot about Rakesh. Sheesh, guys and their antics. But thank god I have friends like them for I don't know how I would ever be able to encounter a depressing moment if it wasn't for them, cracking me up at the oddest things and times.
My mind seems blank. Confusing really, as I do have tons to say but somehow they seem almost stuck inside me. Its as if they're refusing to acknowledge the world (well, not so much the world... more like my little cozy reality) Has boredom and worry really thrown me off balance? Or do I just need sleep?
Well, I'll try and check if its the latter first. Sleeping is much more....comforting than checking in to an asylum, a mental asylum. Ah well, nitey nitez loves...
It's the asylum. definitely.
Says U!!!