Watched De-lovely today. It is a beautiful show. A romantic tragedy, one that was doomed to fail before it even started. It shows that sometimes, physical satisfaction may not be adequate, as emotional needs will still need to be fulfilled. It has left me deep in thought, about how life is to be led and the way things are to be defined. When does this spark called love hit you? By the time you realise it, you have lost it.

There are many things left unsaid. There are many problems left unsolved. Sometimes when things come back to haunt you, it is a gruesome reminder that skeletons never remain forever in the closet.

I am sorry for being quite unfriendly for this period of time. I am not in the best of moods. My energy is sapped, and my zest for life is weak. When i face problems, i fixate my attention on things i like to do, namely shopping, to divert my attention. I need some time away and alone. Its not like the usual depressive things. I am more composed and reserved. I am more resigned and hypersensitive and suggestible. I have no strength or will to resist or even mount a defense. Life is just fucked up. Fucked up



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