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what a morning
25.7.08 @ 10:00 i've been really, really, really tired this week. maybe it's because i haven't been sleeping at 9pm. but i'm really tired. i really can't help but doze off when i lie on my desk writing stuff. it's like this particular side of my desk has a hypnotising effect. when will sleep ever be enough, one ponders. to some (randy etc), 6hours of sleep is enough to recharge. to others (mom, dad etc), 5hours is just right. supposedly, an adult's optimum performance comes with 8hours. but why, oh why, am i still feeling so tired with 8.5hours? maybe my mind's not getting enough rest. maybe the weather's just too good to sleep in. maybe the office's a better sleeping area. maybe. tonnes and tonnes of maybes. tonnes and tonnes of grey areas. gosh, don't you just hate them sometimes? when you ask questions, you expect answers. for closed questions, you expect a yes or no. but some people just enjoy giving ambiguous answers. makes you want to tear them into pieces. sometimes i think to myself, why do people get into relationships? there will be a day when any relationship comes to an end. be it because they love each other no more, or other reasons. why give yourself a reason to be heartbroken when you know very well that it can be avoided? oh, of course, the joy, love, happy memories that's yours and yours only. but is it really worth it? sure, i've said to some to take the chance. but how many times have i said that to myself? and how many times have the pros been more than the cons? no one is to be blamed, the choice is yours. do what you deem fit, but never regret it. but have i regreted anything? oh gosh, yes. the grass is always greener on the other side, but does it mean the air's definitely cleaner there too? sometimes when you think clearly, you see that some of the things you've done are actually rather stupid. you might not realise it now, but you will, someday. everyone has flaws, love it, hate it, accept it. Labels: muse with love, xoxo |