2008 has already gone by nearly a quarter. With the daily bombardment of life issues from every corner, my cluttered mind chases away the joy I once knew and prevents me from writing.. I couldn't even recall since when I stopped venting my inner world through writing. Now that I force myself sitting in front of my laptop with my favorite music playing in the background, I just want to write, aimlessly or aimfully..
Since when I desire anything else but God's Himself? Since when I have majored in minor? Since when I become so unhappy? Since when I can easily feel irritated? Since when I have started to operate my daily life based on my own understanding?
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