what's left, or what's not.

i've been sleeping for a thousand years it seems, got to open my eyes to everything.


woke up from a nap earlier on and felt hollow from inside out, again. was it the alcohol last night? it didnt seem that much. or is it the fact that holidays are now over, like some sort of awakening to reality? for a person who tends to think way too much, these things carry enough symbolism and significance. i guess tmr is the day 2010 officially kicks in and things will return to a mundane, stiffling, rigid routine with constant struggles to keep up. no more intoxication, no more debauchery. dec 2009 was definitely something i guess.


okay fourth day of new year now. i prolly have a 1001 thoughts running through my mind but to settle them down and keep it together is all too difficult for me now.

on a solemn positive note even if im always down i refuse to be out.