message in a bottle

Tuesday, May 29, 2007

itching

I don't know why I am so restless these past few days. Restless in the most literal kind of way.

It seems as if I can't stay seated here where I am.

Like any minute, I would rather be crashing the waves somewhere out there with him.

I don't want to just sit here wondering.

And yet, as if I have a choice.

Goodness, what is wrong with me? It's just one effing weekend.

I can do this.

I survived Australia. I survived Singapore. Heck, I survived it alongside China and HongKong.

I can do this.

Take me away from all this madness.

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