Flee Nose Flee.

I'm feeling absolutely sick. I woke up with my throat feeling so soar, with a blocked nostril and had been sneezing the whole day. Right now, I feel like I'm traveling on this sick mobile, and am going to pass the border of feverland. Gosh! I have been wanting to lay down my thoughts for some time now but never really had the chance of doing so as I have been pretty busy with work. Somebody please scream workaholic. I've been doing nothing for the past few months before actually getting this job that I had plenty of stored up passion and energy seeking an output to release it all. It's always that much short of a time marriage to whatever it is that I'm doing. There's so much I have realized about myself, so much I wish wouldn't change, and some which would. However, this maketh the me, no? And once more, change is inevitable. Fuck I don't know, I wish I do. So how am I? I believe I'm currently in an emotional/ mental turmoil. Everything is chaotic up here at it's peace. Only when the chaos starts does the peace finally sets in. Some would get what I'm trying to say, others, go ponder. Right now, I wish I could give my mind a break and to not think too much. It really is draining all goodness, as I'm always left behind feeling the drain of happiness and that hovering cloud of depression. As much as I wish to put it all aside, I wish that I find another who is as disturbed as I am, that we may share thoughts of great depth. I met a person as mentioned, and she is brilliant. A radiator of good aura and a double of my age. Caught up by chance, and spoke of minds. It was a one half hour of satisfied sharing I have not quite had in a pretty long time. Perhaps, I shall start knocking on doors. Moving slow, and with much caution, as always, but nevertheless, moving.