My enemy is me

Just when i thought i got my life sorted out ….well as best as i can after learning from my mistakes from the last 36plus years , i managed to throw a bolt in the gears and effectively screwed it up. Bolt, screw, i must miss my kerja kilang days.

It is never too late to grow up, that is what i am telling myself. And growing requires one to make hard choices and swallow whatever bitter decisions or medicine that is needed. Now, if only making that choice is a breeze, i would have done it and shut up about this whole mess.

This drama will be catalogued as one of the deepest secrets of my life. So please be a good friend and dont ask me whay this is about. Ok? 🙂

I just needed to vent. Sounded like a good idea a few minutes ago, now i am not sure…


Published by: mizrae

I am not always nice, but I can be. I like reading more than writing, and I wish I write better than I do. I hope that I listen more than I speak because honestly, that's the kind of people I am drawn to.

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