When one spends allot of time in solitude, its only a matter of time before one starts to reflect on the past. I should know, I am an expert in solitude. Yesterday night was no different. The TV showed nothing worth watching, I mean, the Mummy is nice, but after 15 times, 5 of which this month itself, I bet you I have committed more than half of the dialog to memory. I picked up my book ,”A time to kill”, but somehow it wasn’t the page turner I had hoped it would be. Perhaps I should avoid reading books that I have already watched in the movies.
So there I was, my thought coming back to me, rushing into my head, and all the things I have done, all the things I am still doing, things I have said but didn’t really mean, things that I meant but never really said. They all come and haunt me. What can I say? I am not perfect, and I will never be. Forgive me. I am trying.
On this day in History..
- Wed, Sep 24 2003 - 2003
- Of Black and White... - 2005
- Quiche - 2006
- Rev. Kevin Hovey - 2007
- Meow, who goes there - 2007
- Char Kway Teow - 2007
- Sara is home! - 2007
- Tango in Paris :- Notre Dame de Paris - 2008
- Tango in Paris :- Eifel Tower - 2008
- London Calling :- Arsenal Vs Shefield United - 2008
- London Calling :- Union Jack - 2008
- Oatmeal, Banana, Walnut Bread - 2009
