new week

new pens, but no new beginning. sadly, I'm still plagued by the loads and loads of work that is eagerly awaiting my disposal. I haven't had a good time talking to an old friend for such a long time. If only it could be like this everyday. I'm so tired, I haven't felt this tired in awhile. Its not a good feeling. I'm also thinking of more and more stuff pertaining to myself. capture the opportunity? as I see people changing, good and bad, it's weird because I feel I haven't changed much. I'm still the same old me, etched in memory for as long as I can remember. the only difference is that I've become a lot more wiser in certain matters. Wiser.. is it good or bad? it requires an exchange of something personal, something immaterial that you can only find deep down inside yourself. it creates a feeling of emptyness, that you want to fill, yet you have learnt not to be bothered with. a curse or a blessing?