Gosh, the rain brings out the bum in me and I'm not feeling particularly enthusiastic about going out now.
I just wanna stay home, read a non-intellectual thrashy magazine, and have all the time to myself.

Then again, I've had quite a bit of me-time these days. Feels good sometimes to think about alot of stuff, feels lousy and lonely sometimes, but I'm not complaining. Quailty time for one's ownself is good. I guess slowly I'm getting used to not having my phone beep at all sometimes, not receiving goodmorning/night msgs and emails (excluding spam) daily and all that blah.

No wonder they say time heals.