Saturday morning, I went home and I was a little bit exhausted though I am feeling a bit hyper. I reheated the pizza on the pan and I have a good long talk with my housemates. Everything looks pretty. It was a beautiful day, and yet I need to sleep and will not be able to see the exquisiteness of that day. I am always the morning person, since my job requires going work at night everything were changed except that I still prefer morning than night. I don’t know but I feel comfortable whenever I see the sun rise. It is like giving me a new hope, new life and a start of a wonderful day.
Went to sleep, and when I woke up my beau sent me an SMS, telling me that his on the way to my place. It’s been awhile since I got involve on a love relationship and most of the time, I don’t know what to feel, and basically I never thought that I am still capable –but it felt right.
My aching back feels like it is being throb by a thousand little men. I sense the need to cover myself with thick blanket and be with somebody’s sprite. I kind of miss the feeling of that which is really eerie because I thought I was numbed by the emotional sickness that I’d been experienced before. I want a new soul to fill up my glass with red wine and have a good long talk about life and catch the wind with our bare hands. Perhaps I will be able to … in another kind.
Talking Skin 