Here we are again

So I'm back again.

I guess.
I hope it's for good. I need an emotional wasteland and also coz writing in diaries isn't safe anymore. Not that I have been writing in a specific beautiful victorian-esque gray suede notebook I used to carry around. Working day to day doesn't give me much time to do so. Also coz I've been uninspired alot.

But that's really a whole bunch of crap I say to convince myself why I haven't been writing. Stuff like how;

1. I've been too tired. Work's from 9-6 and maybe longer sometimes so I conk out soon as I get home.

2. My mind is occupied over the few months and depression isn't a good state to be in.

3. I'm getting over a phase in my life that's been putting me in a dump. Again, depression.

I'd like to think of the sabbatical I took off writing and sharing my thoughts with people as a way of finding myself. I mean, I do write sparingly just not publicly anymore. And this journey fo "finding myself" is working out to be a good one. I'm alot more cheerful. It helps that work is good for me and I'm surrounded by the people I love (though I do tend to stay up in my room alot and apparently has caused and uproar among the elder fellows. That wasn't a good weekend). I'm just chilling, taking life one day at a time, handling my day to day catastrophes and figuring out what I want. Though soon enough I'm due for a vacation. I need a vacation too. But more on that later.

So far, I'm loving this journey. And I thank God that I've gotten this far and I haven't fell down into the pits like I had intended to earlier.

Here's to a (another) brand new start.
I hope you're all feeling good as well.