Friday, 4 June 2010
Everyday.
My mind alternates between turmoil and blank, turmoil and blank, turmoil and blank...
Hopefully this is merely temporary. Else, I shall just permanently remain a blank.
It is safer this way.
Meanwhile, is there really a need to define your purpose in life? Because I have no clue what that is.
I only know that we will all die eventually anyway. :)
|Talk to my hand @ 12:47 pm|