Tickets are booked, the phone keeps ringing when people tell me that they miss the Good times, I tell them that I miss those times as well... But I don't think the intensity is equal... somewhere I realise I have become too externally rigid that nothing can penetrate to make me feel fuzzy and warm... Not that I want to feel that way.
Tickets are booked. I need another break to see an actual civilisation, Something that i am really looking forward to..
Fees powerless, or may be sometimes.. feel that the powers that I have are never adequate ... the worst thing... i make some people sad... I hate that thing about myself... but them what can I do... I am power thirsty ... and thats something I don't have enough...
I keep taking pictures.. live each day as it comes... fight against gravity at the gym and on Yulara drive where I either lift weights or jog my lungs out... and then later go to either Outback BBQ bar or Res club and sink my spirits in fluids and fumes...
Is that a right way of living life?
Alternation, Not a good idea either... makes me go depress... May be I would need another time to talk about that...
Let's see how bad does it grow on me.... either i succumb to it to collapse within or emerge as someone I had never been before.. which is a continual struggle.
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