FeR

Despite having socks on to keep ‘em warm.

Waking up at 9am on a non-working Saturday, at 5°C and having breakfast before 10am is considered a feat in FeR’s books.

You would think I’d stay in bed longer when it’s cold…but I guess I’ve passed that stage. I won’t wake up very early but I won’t really stay in bed either.

While reading someone’s entry, I was thinking to myself – my blog is supposed to be a place where I jot down my “thoughts, likes, doings” and mundanely enough, it’s all about my “doings”.
I don’t know whether it’s because I’m afraid of writing things here or I have lost the ability to articulate my feelings.

Or have I grown adapted to the fact I have no one close to talk to about my feelings here that I’ve shut them off?
*gasp*

Yes, I know I should and can do whatever I want with this little part of my online presence but I remember when I first started writing, it was more personal and reading my past entries (from way back in University – but it’s not online anymore), I could smile…or laugh…or wonder…or chuckle…or cry…or thinking I was such a silly billy…so many emotions were embedded in each entry.

Unlike now.

Today I woke up, showered, ate, went to work, ate, went to the toilet and slept.

*yawn*

It could be possible that too many things are happening at the moment at/for work that I haven’t got the time to properly line my thoughts/feelings up to be examined at the end of the day.

Then again, life has been pretty much a set routine here at the moment.