still exhausted from a birthday celebration where the birthday girl left earlier than the revelers. k-boxing with alcohol isn't that good an idea after all because i am still dehydrated 2 days after screeching and howling into the microphone. sleeping at 6am after watching destroying sky of love with our running commentary probably didn't help matters.
i discovered many things about myself over the past few day; i have been quite at ease about things that would have pissed me off 1 year ago. not too sure how i feel about these changes because i don't know if me refusing to walk away from something i dislike is a result of me being polite and patient or if it's just me growing older and ball-less.
nostalgic sunday will come early this week.
Day after day,
Alone on a hill,
The man with the foolish grin is keeping perfectly still
i will keep trying.
our day will come.
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