Back to feeling restless. It feels like something is bugging me, and yet, I’m unable to put a finger to it. To make things easier, I seem to feel justify the feeling of unsettledness with the little mundane things around me.

But deep down, I know it’s not the loud noise from the television, not the hot weather, not the piling readings, not my struggling attempt to comprehend “the political economy” that is causing me to feel this way. Ironically, I don’t know what it.

Perhaps, someone/thing just has to take the blame to justify me feeling this way.


1 Comment (+add yours?)

  1. MR Q
    Sep 12, 2009 @ 10:54:22

    my sentiments too. something empty, a defending silence, a weary heart, a hopeless dream…

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