A rare back to back posting. This might be coming along fine now and one day i might publish something. I will just leave it here now for me to read a few decades in the future and decide for myself.
I am feeling depressive today. Once again, I am overcome with negative feelings of unhappiness and depression. I really need to find a way for me to not wake up anymore in this place. I think i will do fine in the place i was a month ago but coming back here just brought all these waves and rush of negativity into my being once again.
I need to get out of here. The weather sucks. The people sucks. The insects sucks. Everything here sucks. I tell people the only reason i come back here is for family but even that sucks. Truth be told and not to sound unfilial, I do not even feel anything for my family anymore. I do not care about them insofar as the need to care for them is concerned. I just really need to find my own wings and fly.
I am most willing to go back there and live as a normal being without the ugly vulgar display of wealth. There i am physically not wealthy but spiritually a billionaire. In singapore, i am physically comfortable but spiritually a pauper. So the choice is obvious.
Writing can be therapeutic and also helps one to unravel a lot of mysteries, I think i just uncovered one tonight.
Thank you.
I am feeling depressive today. Once again, I am overcome with negative feelings of unhappiness and depression. I really need to find a way for me to not wake up anymore in this place. I think i will do fine in the place i was a month ago but coming back here just brought all these waves and rush of negativity into my being once again.
I need to get out of here. The weather sucks. The people sucks. The insects sucks. Everything here sucks. I tell people the only reason i come back here is for family but even that sucks. Truth be told and not to sound unfilial, I do not even feel anything for my family anymore. I do not care about them insofar as the need to care for them is concerned. I just really need to find my own wings and fly.
I am most willing to go back there and live as a normal being without the ugly vulgar display of wealth. There i am physically not wealthy but spiritually a billionaire. In singapore, i am physically comfortable but spiritually a pauper. So the choice is obvious.
Writing can be therapeutic and also helps one to unravel a lot of mysteries, I think i just uncovered one tonight.
Thank you.
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