Fleeting moment

Looking for work is such an arduous, torturous process.

On top of not having steady income, the bills keep piling.

I'm enjoying the free time, though.

When I'm not worrying my socks off.

It can be difficult conveying one's inner thoughts to others, especially since everyone has worries of his / her own.

Oh well...

As the saying goes, out with the old, in with the new.

This too shall pass.

Fleeting moment

Only Human

I'm only human, made of flesh and blood...
I feel as any human would...
I err as any human would...

Only Human

Reprieve

I hope to sleep well tonight... I don't know how much more I can dream... and how much more I can fear...

"I have lost the music of the night,

Whence comes the dawn to save me of my plight?"

Reprieve

Home and I

I've been home since 27th May 2007. I've been keeping myself busy, accompanying my mother to work, go for evening walks, doing some gardening, tidying up the house, feeding and putting eye drops for Swea'D (my 9-year old daschund), going out to dinner with my family, accompanying my grandmother to the hospital. Yes, I've been very busy indeed.

Every night I go to bed feeling exhausted, both physically and mentally. I still have dreams, though. I still wake up at about 3am without fail, again at about 5am, and another time at about 7am. The inner turmoil remains. The fear remains.

I wonder how long would it take before I stop dreaming, before I stop waking up a few times throughout the night.

During times like these I remember a song from a few years back, "Bent" by Matchbox 20.

I'm afraid that I'm bent, and I'm so afraid that "I'll never get put back together", in the words of lead singer Rob Thomas.

I'm looking for a silver lining...

Home and I