Beating The Blues

^ Wishlist item.

And. Looovvviiing this look. So me!!

Regardless of how much I rant in this hollow blog, or how disturbed you all get by the echoes of my curses, weeps and threats, I know that deep inside of me lies a glowing gravity-free ball of hope. It has spikes, is pink with a blue flame. Or could I be sensing my fertility ball.

I do feel down like everyone else and more frequently now, but if you haven't noticed it yet, I always pick myself up and end up finding ways to cheer yours truly.

I went out with N today who is also suffering from her job. And she really is feeling down.

I am 2 months away from turning 28. I feel younger though. And I believe in a better tomorrow, regardless of the current dark clouds around me since clouds move onto other pastures.

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Till we meet again,

Sedeso

PS: I watched Confessions of a Shopaholic and btw, Isla Fisher was wrong for the role.