warning: this entry is so dramax. you might want to give up reading now.

my mind has been full of cobwebs since last week. i walk and talk like i've been in asylum for months. i have bruised myself twice -- banging in railings and i don't know where else. the cobwebs have piled up i guess. and being away from the people you can actually cry to and pour your heart on are miles away from you is no help at all. and it doesn't fucking help that your boyfriend cuts you in the middle of being emo and tell you it's non sense.

i resorted to being quiet at least. my mind might find comfort in silence. it might be able to strategize well. it might be able to sort things that i usually organize with a pen and a paper.

my articles are put on hold at the moment. i can't find the inspiration to write. good thing i am leaving for pattaya tomorrow. it might be a good respite.

and while in pattaya, i will swing by for an interview in one of the hotels there. i applied for a PR post slash marketing job. this too, is part of the cobwebs constantly bringing my mind in a daze.

i can feel i am floating. and i don't know where i am going. tell me, do i need a therapist? or friends will do?