I am utterly sick of typhoons. It's Typhoon no.23 (the current record). Although I must say, I've actually only experienced 2, but that's enough to last a year, at least! My shoes got utterly drenched. I think if there was any strong wind, then, with or without umbrella, I will be utterly soaked to my skin. Thankfully, however, God has been so far so kind.
Moving on... How have I been? Oh, not to bad, so-so. Can'T find the space for "just great" in my dictionary yet, unless you want it said in a sarcastic kind of way... There's this huge among of workload that I'm just struggling to finish every week, while on the other side of the scale, there's this bottomless pitt of boringness that just zaps my motivation away. I am slowly losing time for myself. It's scary, cause no matter how little time I steal for myself, either it's for some music, some non-academic related reading etc, I never feel rested anymore. There's this sense of urgency and dread that seems to taunt and call out to me at the same time. I wonder what's going on.
Perhaps I'm losing my mind. Perhaps I'm on the brink of a nervous breakdown (or not). Perhaps I will just drop everything and do nothing. Perhaps yes, oh yes, they are all very possible, indeed.
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Hey Joyce .... Look I know how you feel ... you're not alone, believe me ... I've had a nervous breakdown and believe me, you don't want to go thru THAT ... It's not easy being on your own, but you have to believe that somewhere out there, somebody else is also going thru the same thing as you ... Like me for example ;-) ... So chin up, gal ... You don't know what's in store for you in the days to come ... Julia
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