That I've been feeling the past week. It isn't really depression or something.
It's more like, "let's get down to some serious people business".
But in past nights (after that weird incident some of you know) if I walk home alone after 12am, I'd pray/worship out loud as I made my way home.
Today I just had that heck-care-because-I-don't-have-the-energy-to-be-disturbed attitude. It was amusing when I reach home and didn't really feel the palpable sense of fear I usually felt.
It was good.
But then other challenges come into mind and I feel I need to pray more.
I need a spiritual time-out.
Oh and today's a brother's birthday, someone whom I do not have the courage to wish. Because even though I bear no ill feelings, I cannot reconcile the fact that I was expected to make promises in the tight schedule I had.
And so we drifted away.
I guess its all the more easier this way.
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