It isn't the best of years, nor is it the worst. But somehow, I feel burdened to leave this year behind, eventhough nothing about it significantly holds my memory..my heart feels heavy thinking about the '09 turning into '10. What feels even worse though, is not being able to share the last day of this year with my family. I'm here, in a sorry excuse of a room, in the slums of a hostel, 300km away from home.
How come everyone else is so ecstatic about the new year? I'll bet they have something to look forward to.
Ending on a lighter note, happy new year readers!
Random thought of the day:
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The worst kind of lonely.
3 years ago
