anybody home !?

Yes, I know I have been conspicuous by my absence and time and again, maybe ten times and sometimes twenty, you log in here, refresh your page and wonder "what happened to once again!? Is he out saving the world !?"

Well, from bad design and fashion, yes he is.

But he's also recuperating.

-gasp- do I hear you go !? sit down and fret not, cuz he's simply being dramatic.

Yes, life is being tuff and all of that and yes you wonder, just how much will once again have to endure, but really I am alright. Fine, maybe a tad lonely and a tad sad, but really I am fine. Ok, a tad overweight and a tad broke but besides that really I am fine and oh work is great, thank you.

So earlier this week, M finally left. She's gone. forever. never to return, of course except maybe once in two years for a month or maybe two. But that isn't the same, is it !? And yes, S gets married next year july. Not a very good feeling, lemme tell you. I want my friends back. I want life back. I want the comfort. I want the freedom to be stupid, I want the freedom to be me. I don't want to compete because I am scared I will lose. Is it asking for too much, that my frnds be miserable just like me !?

someone suggested I should be more positive, less pessimistic, more optimistic, see the glass half full as opposed to half empty, the silver lining and yada yada.

Maybe I should.

Maybe I will.

But until then, there are a thousand thoughts jumbled up in my head. And thought by thought, patiently I untangle them. It's going good, lemme tell you. And at times it's fun contemplating the future.

Does make one a tad lonely, but its fun nevertheless , though a lil uneasy, but that's really because I havnt smoked in three weeks now. Which is not a good thing. Cuz a bloke needs his smoke and someone's just taken away mine along with my mojo

and I want my mojo back.
and
I
will
get
it
back.

Did I hear you cry - " can once again get thru it all? will his strength support his unquenchable spirit? "

fret not.
the mojo will be back.
hopefully.

p.s:- i kept half a roza because I forgot I was to fast and ate breakfast, but post that I fasted and then had the yummiest chicken canopies for iftari. yum. and that is what one calls a perfectly non fitting arbit ending.

and the world cries " he's done it again, he's done it again"