I spent about 15 minutes airing my thoughts, the next hour pondering about them, then... in about another 20 minutes after, I decided I'm too grossed out over what has become.
The peanut butter spilled, attracted tons of ants, and I'm rushing for work. That's how it feels like. Not helpless, just resigned. Standing between what could go awry and the freedom of expression, the moral grounds certainly has nothing in the middle. Either it hits, or misses.
I'm glad I'm actually home. Perhaps dealing head-on, face-to-face isn't my thing anymore. To make it easy, getting tired is the surest way to be undisturbed, and left alone. I like that. I missed that in fact. For a good while now I have to pay attention to someone else's needs. And it seems I cannot claim don't-knows.
Did I ever mention I got a B+ for my law test back in school? Yeah, and I was late apparently for a good 45 minutes. What does it show? Someone remembers and comes haunting! LOL.
Off the top of my head, it's really nice to be back home blogging. Really relaxing, cos I really love me-time =)
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