Dreams (cont)

my dear, i am tired and it's a month and a half before we finish the project, this is gonna end me.

other than a very stressful period at work, i'm doing fine, fighting the urges to take off, hit the road, change. 9 months here and i'm already bored. i hope this feeling is due to my work situation cos the alternative is having to accept that i just need to hop on, town to town, on town at a time. like there's no end. forever. ah well. there's worse things i guess.

i'm verseful, that is all. you know what it does, in my head. the words won't let me sleep tight. then in the light, i can't seem to focus.

wait a sec. brb.