these are momentary feelings; pieces of my troubled mind; i write what i think, what i think is what i feel, what i feel is what I am and what i am is what i am...... and if only promises could erase the past, I could open my heart enough to take it all back. But Ive been down this road, time and time again. And I've learned the hard way how the story always ends...
Saturday, May 22, 2010
Its been 9 months since I stepped in Dubai. Nothing much has change. Most of the time I want to leave. Leave and never comeback but something inside also tells me that there is no better place than here and now. Financially, Iam able to support my family and still live with a not so limited spending. Savings wise, movement is slow but its moving. Somehow not as broke as before. Honestly, I dont know how its possible that I have aged and still not know what I wanna do with my life. Still so undecided. Stay or transfer. Business or work. Marry or not. Theres just a lot of things going on right now. So depressing.