What’s wrong with me…? Haha.
I’ve been running at night the past couple of days around my neighborhood.
Part of it is cause I needed to practice for this 10km marathon my company makes everyone do. The other part is just staying in shape…
I haven’t been playing badminton due to my wrist. This 3 week hiatus now is a new record. I’m afraid it won’t heal… it still stings. I don’t really know what to do with it.
I’d run around 10 laps then walk a couple to cool down. During those times I’d stare at the sky. Sometimes I’d just talk out loud. I don’t know who I’m talking to, myself or the moon.
Either way I’m crazy.
I have something sharp in my mind. I think it’s called a conscious.
It never leaves my mind. Can’t shake it off either.
The question is, where’s yours?
Anonymous asked: Jason sen pai I found youu
Lololo you found only one of my blogs? Congrats! ~ you found the depressing one though =(.
Shhh keep it a secret.
Anonymous asked: “That is part of the beauty of all literature. You discover that your longings are universal longings, that you’re not lonely and isolated from anyone. You belong.” - F. Scott Fitzgerald
That’s one of the of the reasons why I love reading, watching shows and diving really deep into its content.
There are many universal longings a human being could want. Anyone with the right intelligence can figure that one out…
However, the feelings of isolation and loneliness are still real. It’s just not the same. It also can’t be helped.