my story. my life

is everyone feeling the same as i do,
or is it juz me?

time is pressuring isnt it?
i look at my schedule,
it records my never-ending projects,
meetings,
dates,
birthdays,
tests,
assignments.

i find it so hard to set aside time for myself anymore.
when was the last time when i indulged in a very nice and soothing album,
thinking of nothing, but juz staring into the space and enjoying the air, the atmosphere?

maybe, it wont happen anymore.
no time for that.

haha.

really difficult to dig out my time anymore.
everything and everyone demands my time.
whatever decision i make,
there bound to be dissapointments.
but den....

infront of me, all i could see, is juz a wall, blocking my way.




i can feel myself aging already.