breakfast by the beach

I remember saying I was enjoying life when I had my breakfast by the beach. And here I am again. It's hard not to think so much. Every other thing I do involves that certain someone.

depression

i've actually stopped writing, and i didn't intend to continue writing. but for the past few days with all these things happening, it's just too hard to even try to cope. please get out of your depression and stop ignoring. it hurts big time.

what can you do when all communication channels are deliberately closed? no IMs, no SMSes, no phonecalls. it hurts even more.

the ride

It is by far the most uncertain ride. The rollercoaster just won't seem to stop. It has been going on and on for god knows how long. It saps one's energy as fast as it decend, and it takes as fast to build up one's enthusiasm. Ups and downs, dizzy-fying spins, unending loops. To add to the uncertainty, the track changes every other minute. Prediction and anticipation are words that do not exist in this ride.

I like it, You See, but I am way getting a lil tired riding this. Is there any kind of indication that I can use?