I have never been lost, but I will admit to being confused for several weeks.
I woke up today feeling so bloody lost and I have no idea what contributed to this.
Its my rest day and there’s so many things I want to do but yet I wish I could just sit back and sleep my rest day away. But that only means one thing, a waste of a beautiful day where I have the time to do what I want to without no one controlling my beautiful life.
And so … plans was for wakeboarding with Aslina but due to certain necessary monthly changes in the female body I think I might have to postpone it … We’ll rollerblade instead okay? Its safer.
So well … hopefully I won’t feel as lost as I did when I first woke up today by the end of today.
Toodles out now …
The beauty of independence, departure, actions that rely on themselves.