what a sad truth. i have to come back to my blog to drown my sorrows. what a sad truth, i remember my blog when i am drunk.
i started this blog when i was 26. i am now 30. many things changed. friends changed. jobs changed. loyalty changed. yet this space remained my very own. my beloved.
what a profound realisation ... i still come to this blog when i need some solace. oh my dear diary, thank you for being my own. my only true own.