I Still...

I could not believe I left May with no entry.

It has been somewhat roller coaster ride of emotion since the last entry, ever since then it was about more than a month. I mean, in a good way. Sometimes I do question myself for being silly and I think for some it sounded a little idiotic. I can't change what they think though but saying don't mind about it is just bullshitting.

I think I have become more sensitive and emotional as time passes, in which very much against my believes of wisdom gained through aging but it seemed otherwise. Would it be the people around me?


I still love to travel.
I still hate my obnoxious neighbour.
I still do what I do best.
I still haven't got what I want.
I still haven't got back in shape.
I still believe... that I can do it.