I slept for 12 hours last night and I feel good! Been a while since I had the luxury of doing so. Everyday is packed with activities and no moment was there left to take a step back and looked at what I’ve been doing.

March is marching in quickly with relieve. Somehow I can’t wait for 2011 to be gone and I just cannot explain why. Work is not disastrous but yet I have that perpetual nagging in my head convincing me to quit and do nothing.

I love taking pictures in my Leica but it is getting lesser. Not that I’m losing interest but I cannot explain why. I love to wine and dine but I cannot seem to find time to do that anymore. I tell myself to get into the exercise regime but it is just pure say and nothing done. I seem to lose interest in shopping which is impossible. I should be excited with the upcoming trip to London and Paris but the planning was the worst disaster that I dread the day to come. A recent incident that is none of my business have been bugging me.

My only consolation is the renovation of my finally long awaited house but yet it sure feels like I have to contain the excitement due to some reason.

What the hell is happening?





Let me whine.... and let tomorrow be a brand new day.