Thursday, June 29, 2006
Once again I find myself on the verge of sleeping past midnight. It's an unhealthy habit that needs to be stopped, but is seemingly impossible considering the circumstances. Nevertheless, the relentless grind continues.
June is coming to the end, and just 15 days into this school year, lassitude grips me like a vise, mercilessly. But somehow there's a part of me that feels satisfaction even though I feel like I've been unable to meet expectations. I don't really know, but I can sense it - tough loving from the Lord above. I'm battered and bruised, but I guess I have learned the art of hiding my pain. And there's no need in comprehending my pain, for people have their own problems to worry about.
I can sense it, a plot unfolding - beyond my control, ominous, and I'm afraid of its possible implications on me. Calling deus ex machina.
I'm tired. Sardonia and all. But there's no rest for the wicked.
Nevertheless, the ennui continues at 8:22 AM
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