I am deeply frustrated by the welter of events that have zipped pass me.

There is this furious state of activities at home. What's with all the shifting, renovation and all. I am doubting the wisdom of having starting the redecoration in the first place. For one, my gran seemed not to be taking things in stride. She have been missing meals, and I get the feeling that she is not adjusted to the new surroundings in our temporal home. I just want the renovation to complete as soon as I can, and things can resume for her...

And work hasn't been too great either. I feel it a drag every morning to go to work. I lost the ideal and drive in the current line. I am really looking forward to shedding my current appointment into something different... Something that suits me more.

Then there was a relationship that never quite took off. Perhaps the inactivity have left the warm heart to cool... I guess perhaps I am regretting... In this furious welter, I need someone... to hold my hands, and tell me that things will be ok.

I hate this feeling. Now the only thing I look forward to is shifting out....