....it's all good....

a lot of the time i will lie in bed staring at the idiot box switching channels.. flipping through magazines..reading a book..

sometimes i will pace around the room casually.. at times, i may stand or strike an idiot pose either looking at the ceiling or the clock ticking away..

then i realized i fluff the pillows way too often.. squating down to check and re-arrange the fruits on the fruit basket.. subscosciously checking for any wandering ants on the floor too.. i start organizing and de-cluttering the room..


i even sorted and displayed magazines in a basket x_x

that say so much.
it's time to go home..







yes. i'm pretty much back on my feet again.. not 100% but good enough to move on.
i need to get out of this confinement. there is so much to do. i need to channel my energy for something more productive.. i need to get back into a routine soon.

i need a plan. a new plan.
i'm going home today :)