It has been quite sometimes i did not mumbles in the middle of the night. And now that i do, i became clueless of what to write. As usual the urge to pouring out 'things' is so compelling that i end up lost for words.

The past couple of days has been very interesting. I feel happy and is drowning in my imaginary world. (Sounds familiar?) But at the same time it makes me wondering (again). Where do i go from here?