pebble underneath my feet

By anjali

i guess it was the beatings; made me wise

I think I'm beginning to suffer from insomnia cos of stress about work, which isn't good. It's not really how I want to live my life. I'm glad that after a terrible night's sleep (and consequently, a pretty shitty morning), I ended up relaxing a bit and have had a really nice evening.

Got home and decided I didn't want to stay in watching trashy TV whilst still thinking about all the things I hadn't done for work. So Vicki and I went to the nice lil Japanese place near ours with an old workmate. Good to be able to disconnect, eat nice food and catch up with nice people.

For all other times, this paper bag serves as a refuge to hide from the world when you don't like it!

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