so it was an extended down time for me. which completely weirded me out because usually in 1 or 2 days i'm back in my usual jolly mode. but this one took me weeks. on the outside, nothing's wrong with me. i've been with friends, with people that matter, i'm ok with work, church service. so i ought to be fine. NO.
inside i was a mess. when i'm alone or about to sleep or wake up, i just couldn't muster enough strength to get up or continue on. i mean believe me when i tell you i must have known what sleeping beauty felt. up until now, i don't know why it was like that. probably the lull in my sked, the routine and the all-together nothing really eventful happening with me. the excitement of moving spiralled in my head for quite a while and then i began to feel indifferent about it since the process took long to materialize finally. everything is like jampacked in december.
so when the earthquake happened, at least blood was rushing thru my veins. i mean i was that desperate for something, anything exciting to happen. i was cranky, negative and a total waste of time to people around me. so there.
do you know how odd it is to go to the mall and not find anything to buy for xmas gifts? not one single item? even for myself? am i crazy? di ba shopping is the remedy for depression among women? arrgghh..
now, i think i'm getting my groove back. i wish.