I had lunch with Noxy the other day. Big mistake! The girl never shuts up. And it would help if she talked about important meaningful stuff. But no, it’s all about Noxy. I sat there and looked at her and I wanted to kill myself.

Am I like that?

I can’t be all that bad, surely. I do speak about my family and my love life and my life. But it doesn’t mean that all I care about is me?

Does it?

So, the last couple of days have been something. Sim is in P. E for a short vacation, Sebastian is still hiding but I’m not seeking and blah blah blah!

You hate reading about my boring tales. And to be honest, I rather hate ranting about them.

I watched a movie the day, but I don’t recall the title. But the essence of it left me thinking that I needed more. My life is not the most important thing, but it is to me and others. I’ve been feeling depressed and lonely – I won’t bore you with any details – and the weather had a lot to do with it. I started thinking, about a lot of things. But all in all, I feel like I need a purpose.

There has to be more to life than this.

I find myself facing one issue after the other. If it’s not my family then it’s my love life, or lack thereof. I’m tired of the same old same old. I need a new new. And you alone can help.

I need you to drop me an honest comment to these questions:

Why do you follow me?
Why do you read what I write?
What do you like about me?
What do you dislike about me? (you are allowed to say ‘hate’.)
What would you like to change about me if you had the power?

You have the power and I need you to tell me honestly. It’s Friday and I have no plans to go anywhere. I’m going to cuddle with a book and reflect. I await your comment.

Dish it: What would you like me to write about?

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ZZ xxx