My Days are Counting and Gone: Sour Taste

Thursday, August 7, 2008

Sour Taste

I woke up with sour taste in my mouth. I tastes 'uuughhhhh'. Bad breath? Nah!

Last night, I worked till the wee hours and its been a routine. For past three months, I am no more a happy-go-lucky man anymore. I turned drooped, frustrated, and deeper sighs. They call me 'sadist'. I turn to One. No more happiness!

Life tastes sour, 'uuugh'!

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Loveless OrdinaryAugust 7, 2008 at 4:27 PM
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With my fear, reservations, qualms I go to the bunch of Flintstones till I discovered myself. Not a *New ageist* or His incarnated deity I've bin sat 'ere all on me Jack Jones – an iron hoof and eeyorish. A techno-geek, a traveler; I write my confession diary and try to get booted in Niagaras and say it “truthfully” but imagination shadowed them when I am done.

Yet, this is my personal self and I’m trying to open up my inner self. I am trying to be courageous and confident. I can’t get rid of this goddamn rebellious itch. Out of my womb in utter chaos; me searching my own Self.