Currently listening: Jean Michel Jarre - Oxygêne    

I've been thinking on what to do with the little time to spare now that I have been in an increase of responsibilities in my job, and a contrasting change in day schedule. At the same time, I've been coming up with bits and pieces and feel they would have some cohesivity so I can assemble a song or two, if I set myself to do so. To add up to the sum, I'm going through a certain internal (or affectional, if you may) turmoil, I feel like expressing some stuff bottled inside. It's like I feel there's certain number of events piling up on another to conform a sizeable column of feelings. That should be left into the open, I reckon, for my own peace of mind.

I suppose being left on my own by my two friends (one going for a life in a household as a head mother, and the other for studies at a distant city, where anything can happen, including finding someone to near - but not disposable yet - plans of getting married) makes me one lonely cat. One that needs someone to trust.

So, I think reiterating my friendship with them is quite an impossible feat, since it appears everyone took their own path, except me.

Lonely, but not at the top. What a mess.

Joey.