Its Friday once again, the most awaited day of the week, marking of yet another week of the mundane ns life, its like the sand hourglass having just one grain of sand traveling through the midriff and finally touching down and resting with all the other sands. I can vividly hear the echo when the sands meet.
That slow…. And as end draws nearer, I believe it will be slower for sure, I can guarantee it in fact.
For most part of me, the weekend only meant I’ll be getting more than usual sleep, for usual I meant the 3-5hrs per day that I’ve been surviving from in the weekdays, and for more than usual I mean at least 9hrs for Friday and Saturday.
Did I mention I had insomnia for the past weekend? The traumatizing lost last Sunday had me replaying why and what I should have done and instead every time the lights go off and when the head and pillow meet. Thou I scored a goal, it was far from comforting knowing you suck and being one of the 2 strikers, as the responsibilities of scoring goals lies mainly on strikers, being 50% of the strike force and only managing that pathetic 1 for the whole 90mins is just not enough, for me that is.
No doubt the mind is a dangerous thing, but its humanity and senses that keeps it in check, the sense of responsibility, guilt, parental love, keeping us human……….. Animal-ly human
posted by ikaira @ 9:15 AM,
