My Kinda Blue…

…i often get this question lately: ’so what are you searching for?’…most of the time my answer would be: ‘hmm…not entirely sure but when i find it, i’ll let you know.’ i mean does anyone ever know what excactly are they searching for out there in this world(aliens doesn’t count)? everyday i would wake up, go to work, do my stuff, go back home, do my stuff, sleep…next day-same routine!sometimes this mundanity makes me wonder who we are really and what excactly is our purpose in life. i mean i’m no supergal/wonderwoman so i guess saving the world would be out of the question or it could even be one of the reason for my existance. so i’m always left here to ponder and ’search’, for whatever ‘things’ i’m not sure but ‘i’ll let you know once i find out’.

…did i ever mentioned that i’m not a morning person? if not, I’m absu-fuckin-lutely NOT a morning person! goodness…have to get up freaking early tomorrow in the morning to get into work…sigh…why can’t i get sleep like everyone else normal whatever that may be but my ‘ideal’ normal-ish would be around 10am or even later…so there you go, murder it is…

…yet another groggy mornin that fills my head with uncertainty…where to go? what to do? what does all these means? unable to run and having to hide…where do i go? what am i to do? i guess hiding will do for now until someone/something sends me an answer…

…stuck once again…this 3-dimensional flesh and blood shell…limitates…emotion wants out but in it stays…maybe life’s better in back and white or perhaps even in the good ‘ol comic strips where it stays 2-dimensional…at the very least it could be drawn out…