day 256

It's not easy to say this.

Sad-coloured clouds filled the afternoon skies three days in a week. It's not always that gloomy but the unpredictable weather gets you. You either feel like sleeping, or you feel like napping. (There is a subtle difference.)

It's not easy to say this.

I've been drinking so much water, I tend to forget that I need plain and clean water (with the occasional minerals and element composites) and not sugared and carbonated water. It's so like us to have this heavy reliance on dubious contents to fill us up. I wonder who permits all those artificial colourings and flavourings to go into the drinks. In any case, if plain water can drown ants, we ought to be more vigilant with the stuff we drink.

It's not easy to say this.

I've been thinking of what to do in the next 5 minutes. Then 5 hours. Then five weeks. Then five months. Then five years. Whatever the order. And frankly, I have no idea because things change, in 5 seconds. There is no sure path to the destination in 5 years. But there is a sure path to the toilet.

It's easy to say this:

I love you.