Day Unknown.

I seriously can't remember what day it's supposed to be. I've stopped counting the days. There's no point in doing it when I don't even know what I'm supposed to be looking forward to anymore. Thing are the same. But on second thought, they're not. I let a job I have been dreaming of pass me by. And for what, I honestly could not say. Maybe it was for nothing, and maybe I'll come to regret it. But maybe, just maybe, by forsaking it I will gain something much better.

Yes. For the love.

Day 35. WTH?

I can't explain what happened. It's the thirty-fifth day and there isn't supposed to be a day after the thirtieth. It's like I only fooled myself into believing that thing are going to be different within thirty days. The funny thing is I'm kind of fine with it. I have been wanting changes for the longest time, it occurred to me just now, that maybe, just maybe, it is my attitude towards work, and people, and life in general, that needs to change. Maybe I should start being more appreciative of what I have. Granted that things could be so much better, but things could also be a lot worse.

Whut.

Am I... happy?