Looking back at 2009, I've had an extremely unbalanced life.
I wish I had more time for myself, more time for Ken, more time with friends and family, more time to live.
What am I doing?
Of course the time must have went somewhere, some areas did receive loads of attention, although it makes me wonder if it's worthwhile. Is time pumped there actually worthwhile? Those moments when I could have spent with the people I love.
Nope, I can't go back and use the time elsewhere. Too late.
It's starting to dawn on me it's all gone.
And how I shop aimlessly everyday, trying to fill up the great feeling of emptiness I feel. Trying to inject some life which I lack. And it's all in vain... because it just gives me a second of excitement and that's about it.
Or maybe it's just the Monday blues creeping into me.
Excuse me while I browse the eye-shadow section at drugstore.com now.
