Daily scribbles and drools... Day 14

Sexy is Back!

Soooo the real reason why I'd been having backache for over a year... Dheere dheere types, is because of the formation of ze kidney stones... Which were in turn breaking me ol' bones!

And the physiotherapists... Both of them did not think to tell me to get a sonography done, until it was too late. There I was getting physio done, thinking I've got slip disc, spondylitis, the whole shabang!

When honestly I just needed to drink more gallons of water. Heh.

It's been a few days but I've been feeling like a sprightly chicken already. Sexy Back is much much better. And I'm grateful for being diagnosed at an early stage. Still a long way to go but enough to frighten me to get my shit together. 

Your health is worth it's weight in gold... Or maybe diamonds. Don't trade it for anything or anyone.

Daily scribbles and drools... Day 13

Psyched!

Planning a trip always gets me woozy in the head but there really is nothing like doing research for a holiday! I've spent a good six hours learning such interesting stuff about getting from point A to point B and then figuring out -- well that doesn't work!

I actually reshuffled my first day itinerary!!! Literally, love planning trips. I dunno how other people manage to wing it -- this alone is making sure my trip stays within budget. The main expense is the Surfing classes but everything else is going to be pure ass laziness.

Hahahaha.

Okay, getting ahead of myself. I still have lots more to plan. 

Daily scribbles and drools... Day 12

Train thoughts

She: I dunno if it's funny or just me being stupid. Once again we are at crossroads. Or rather across each other. Sitting. Grinning. Sly winks. Slyer blushes. I don't understand though. It's all over my face. Forget the face... It's in my eyes. Either you're ignoring what you see or you're choosing not to read anything, masking my love for you away into oblivion. It could be love if you just let us be. Tempted as always to hold your hand, ruffle your hair, lay on top of you, bite your lip, kiss your palm. You turned away, oblivious to my pain. Doesn't what we have work for you?

He: I do see. I really do. And I know the pain I'm causing you because I'm hurting too. But it is what it is. There's nothing here. There can never be. I need more from me before I can need more from anybody. You are too breakable for my rough hands. You should not play with your hair in front of me, nor nibble your bottom lip, not rest on top of me, or look up at me frowning, or curl up in my arms. No more. I'm not ready, I'll never be ready for you. Forgive me, my darling but it's best you forget me. This doesn't work for me anymore.

Daily scribbles and drools... Day 11

Counsellor

The number of people i know personally battling low self esteem is deeply concerning... Be it a marriage gone sour or work wars.

Are we all doing our very best to make sure people are being heard and their complaints addressed? That being said, what are you doing to get out of this funk you are in.

The only person who can have control over your life is you. But you have to see the good in yourself and the good that this world offers. No one can do that for you.

"Faith is seeing light with your heart when all your eyes see is darkness"