Sun sets,
Day turns night.
A lone lamb wanders,
away from the flock...
Lost, distraught, confused.
Green pastures, Sparkling lakes.
Broken, torn...
Sun rises,
Night turns day.
The lone lamb bleats,
calls for the flock,
Still lost, still confused.
Green pastures, sparkling lakes.
Still broken, still torn.
Sun sets, sun rises.
Moon wax, moon wanes.
The lone lamb stalks,
Still searching for his flock.
Lost, distraught, confused...
Green pastures, sparkling lakes.
Shepherd is nowhere in sight,
to bring him back to his keep.

Ok, so here I am again sitting at my computer blogging after some time. It has been a while since I felt any urge to ink any thoughts. Not that I have not been thinking recently, but just that there are too many things happening at anyone time, that all my thoughts are polluted and entangled.

I wouldn't say that I sorted it out entirely, but I think I have managed some degree of clarity over the past weeks of moodiness.

For a start, I shall start to moderate my expectations of people and things. Short of losing all expectations, I shall just tolerate all the nonsenses that people pile on me. I realised that it is really no use yearning all the demands, when people are not interested in fulfilling them. I think to a certain sense, it is the same with myself. The failure of an event that I could not control had been a constant bugbear that plague my waking moments. Yet, when things are over, I realised that things are totally laughable.

I suppose the other thing that really set me down was having some family issues. I start to find a huge rift between my parents and myself. Perhaps i have never been one that is fillial. But I have tried to understand the way my folks have been approaching life. And I find that there is a great deviation of what I think it good. Perhaps this has to do again with my expectations of people whom matter. I will just have to spend some time mending the rift...

I have been looking at the list of new year resolution that I made. I realised that I am nowhere near any of those. It is really sheer laziness, that I am no longer progressing ahead. The inertia increases with each day of inactivity, and I am drenched with the mecurial slug...

Ah... Perhaps this month is a real good month to start things afresh. To hit the restart key, and close all running programmes for a faster, less loaded system.

The last week have been crazy. Expecting to be out the whole week, we actually stayed ashore for almost the entire period.

It was a good break. While I am dreading the administration hassle that result from the delay, I had enjoyed myself tremendously over the last two days; great time with colleagues, tennis, soccer and all.

The draught of sad air finally whiffed past. I am beginning to feel a lot better than I was a week ago.

The month of March will be a good one.