No Way


I haven’t posted anything on my blog for 66 days now. I don’t even remember the last time I read a page or two from the book I was reading.

This is insane.

I patiently wait for three o’clock until I head home. I have been fiddling with the stuff in my purse. I have sprayed alcohol on my hands three times for the last fifteen minutes. I am restless.

Last night, I posted this on Twitter:


I have been really busy the past two months with wedding planning that I can’t even squeeze into doing some things I find relaxing—blogging and reading. The only personal thing I manage to push myself into doing despite the madness of planning a wedding is going to the gym after work hours. I am struggling with managing my time to work on some things because of my day job. As if resignation is the only solution to this. Brushed my thoughts, but not really considering it. Well, not just yet.

I know this is a lame post; there isn’t really worth reading here, but you did. Thank you. I just wanted you to know that I’m still very much alive and kicking. I can’t promise to write a follow-up post soon(er), but I will try.

Laters, alligators.

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