Inconsistent Consistency

Have I not been writing?

No. I have been rewiring my brains of late. I had been visiting the gym, you see. Something which is so unlike me. As the only exercise I get is from shifting from the sofa to the bed, switching channels on the TV or a complete mass cleaning from the top most bathroom tile to vacuuming under the bed and the walls. Yes, vacuuming the walls. It is possible. From this extreme to another extreme where exercising is completely non-related.

A friend remarried. I went to her wedding only to say goodbye. Silently. Inside my heart.  (Goodbye).

Then my daughter had a dance performance that she’s still struggling with as the given practice has not been consistent. I had this nerve breakdown and began ranting in some forum and became a laughing stock in it. Oh well. All is past and done with. The embarrassment however somehow still stayed on.

I am pinning for human reconnection. So I would randomly call old friends or interrupt people’s conversation (yes, which is rude) and I get feedback that make me feel so old. Well, I deserve it for the interruptions.  But, oh well.

So today I met with Ms Brown.

Oh so how much I miss her!


And the meeting was good. It made me feel like my wires connected. I was being of good use, to validate and receive validation. Ms Brown is just awesome.

Confession: Sometimes I stalk pages. Just for fun. Me hates me for dat. But oh well, I’d still do it in a heartbeat.

Craving for some Portuguese Egg Tarts. Must go get them. MUST!




Author: momsthetruth

Struggling INFJ living in broad daylight and pretends she sleeps through the day like a vampire but knows nothing about Twilight, aside of that hairy beast thing that changes when the girl he can't have does something that can get herself killed.

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