"What Do You Want In Life?"

It was like a bloody advertisement when I received that text message. I don't know to laugh or to pretend it didn't get to me. I gave the text a grimace and went back to bed. I didn't leave it at that. This taunting person knows how to leave me with enough "profoundness" to keep me pondering. The text is still in my inbox.

Yeah, what do you want in life?

For a while you know I was laughing like the happiest person in this corner of the earth and then for the next moment you knew my shield was up and it was pretty heavily guarded with fresh ammo.

That, is how it goes for me. I am really quite confusing or I am really confused. I haven't had time to figure out either or, but you know what, I know that I will be here for the next 1 hour or so, still. And I will be back here again bright early (I don't mean literally bright) in the morning, at 7 am.

The "player" in my life, has proven to have lived up to his name and is indeed one. This is of course unexpected. You've been hearing me sing the same tune all the time. I'm a sucker for bad medicine.

Well, here I am, after another acid dosage. I'm numb. I couldn't feel a thing and didn't care less to follow up with a telephone call or sms. I'm here again. And I don't have the time to be "jealous" or be "envious" or be "cute" or be "young" again. I have a job and while I am at work, it remains me, 100% work.