restless. too much of this eat pray love bug going around. the frikkin' festive season sucks the life blood out of me.
and life feels like i'm painting a multi-coloured picture for blind people.
Sharpened pencils, twisted tongues, dulled wits, tarnished dreams and all that makes a day bearable or unbearable. Depending on the day. But not mondays. Those are uniformly ugly.