Knock-out

I don't know when it happened or how. Sometimes you just get to that point and you know there is no way of turning back. Today has been disastrous. I could try and put a positive spin on things but I can't. I've been hiding what I'm feeling for so long now with the hope that it would one day blow away but instead I think I was just boiling. Waiting to erupt. So much injustice, so little hope in it all. How did I become one of those people whose life just revolves around work and even during a respite...living with the anticipation of it.

I know I need a break. I've been ill on and off for awhile and sick of everything. I know I need a holiday but my stubbornness is borne out of my own stupidity that I will not run when the going gets tough. This endless battles I have with his idiotic little brain. I don't even know if I can actually tell who is the winner. Clean slate... until tomorrow. Round 3,445,334 . Ding, ding!

I'm putting things into nice little boxes, it's all about perspective I think. Lately I found myself saying this phrase in my head "it's only money.." But it is if you think about it. Easy come, easy go. But if it makes you happy... then I'll offer you the world.

Been immersing myself with poetry.. not mine mind you.. I haven't the energy to write nowadays.. I have this collection of poems in a book entitled.."Poems that could save your life". Dreary isn't it? I mean I love poetry as much as the next guy but COME ON.... I could think of a better title standing upside down, juggling with a baboon handcuffed to me. But some of the poems are quite amusing. Not as good as mine but still.