February 06, 2008 It's 2.11am on a cold Wednesday's morning. I'm drained and so very tired. I can't seem to get myself to sleep. I have to wake up in less than 5 hours. My mind's feeling restless, but I'm just so so very tired - driving, helping mum at work and getting delirious from that very though that doesn't seem to understand how much I want to leave it behind.
Sometimes I feel like I don't even know the person I used to be anymore. Just to please people, I don't feel me. But on the afterthought, perhaps I do feel happier doing so most of the time. Why?