it has been a while, talking to myself like this.
i drafted an entry yesterday which started out this way and turned out unintentionally a depressing read. logical me took over and kept it as a draft. thankfully, for as per all all such episodes, my unhappiness disappates quickly;)

received a call from someone dear, to tell her something happy.
something happy is a lovely sunday post-rainy night, and i am huddled at home with my family. and also, a call from someone dear. so today, in essence, is a happy day.

staying motivated for driving lessons is really tough. a few minutes of motivational talk prior to the lessons works for a while and then fades in a jiffy. again, lack of interest is the crux here. gahhh.

the mozziebumps on my feet are KILLING me with itch. death by scratching. the beautiful view of the reservoir is not worth that many itchy bumps. susu, a fellow victim, suggests perhaps scalding the skin with hot water stops the itch. death by burns. no thank you.

another 5 days to go again.