I just realized that I kept this blog for some over a year, that's a new personal record for a commitment..
I'm sleepless, not the conventional definition. I just refuse to sleep. I know if my head as much as touches the pillow I'd be out till tomorrow.
I miss lime flavoured green skittles, and sour starburst.
It's not that I dont appreciate my doubts, but they exhaust me at times.
I need sleep.
"Now that you know who you are, what do you want to be?" - The Beatles - Baby, You're A Rich Man.