Grrrr...

Here I am again.

Pondering useless things about life, over-analyzing things and ended up to a conclusion: my life sucks.

Somewhere in my early twenty-something years, I am quite happy to proclaim that I'm proud of my accomplishments so far. But every now and again, I cannot help but feel these dull-ness, meaningless-ness sensations that fill my daily lives. I wonder if it's something I ate... or didn't eat? ;p

Feel like packing my bags and wonder off to a foreign country, wishing to find something. Which I knew I wouldn't find anyway, 'cause I've been there before. All there is was just a peaceful week or month to spend on anything without anyone requesting something of you..

What is it then that I want? Is it just as easy as switching off a button in my head just to stop thinking too much and be happy just the way things are?

Maybe I should rest my head for a while....

JK