It's amazing how somethings grow in significance without you even noticing it. I never imagined how addicted I had become to the mostly covert 1930 hrs operation until it ceased to exist. The emptiness was killing me tonight and I wasn't really equipped to handle the situation. My life (personal and professional) was giving me much reason for concern and I was failing miserably to keep from becoming a nervous wreck. The crests and troughs were too wild and everything was beyond my comprehension.
There's now some semblance of sanity and order being gradually infused into my out-of-track life. There's hope. I could drop a live-bomb on my readers if CC's of my personal emails made their way into my vastly placatory blog! For reasons of privacy, I can't disclose them.
Mantu has finally moved in with me and I must say it's a godsend. At least my room is back in order and looks habitable!
I generally dislike Wagner. However, I heard a piece by him today and it was sublime and breathtakingly beautiful.
I'm wearing a rather remarkable shirt, one that makes me feel like a clown fooling around in a graveyard. Roving eyes latch on to me and...
I just can't take it anymore. I should have moved on long back but lingered in the hopes of a miracle. It was not to be and I've fin...